Category Archives: Woody Guthrie

Wreck Of The Old 97

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Chords and lyrics for Wreck Of The Old 97 by Woody Guthrie

C 
Well they give him his orders in  
F 
Monroe 
 
Virginia
 
Saying  
C 
Pete you’re way behind  
G 
time
 
This  
C 
ain’t 38 but it’s  
F 
old 
 
97
 
And you’ve  
G 
got to be in Center on  
C 
time

Train 45

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Chords and lyrics for Train 45 by Woody Guthrie

Am 
The train I ride on is a hundred couches long,
 
you can hear the whistle blow a hundred  
E 
miles.
 
If that  
Am 
train runs right, Ill be
Dm 
home tomorrow night,
 
Am 
cause I’m nine  
E 
hundred miles from my
Am 
home
 
and I  
E 
hate to hear that lonesome whistle  
Am 
blow.
 
Am 
Walkin down the track I got tears in my eyes,
 
tryin ta read a letter from my  
E 
home.
 
If that  
Am 
train runs right I’ll be
Dm 
home tomorrow night,
 
cause I’m  
Am 
nine 
 
hundred
E 
miles from my
Am 
home
 
and I  
E 
hate to hear that lonesome whistle  
Am 
blow.

This Land Is Your Land

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Chords and lyrics for This Land Is Your Land by Woody Guthrie

 
This land is  
G 
your land, this land is  
D 
my 
 
land
 
From Cali
A 
fornia to the New York  
D 
Island
 
From the Redwood  
G 
Forest to the Gulf Stream  
D 
waters
A 
This land was made for you and  
D 
me.
 
As I went  
G 
walking that ribbon of  
D 
highway
 
I saw a
A 
bove me that endless  
D 
skyway
 
I saw be
G 
low me that golden  
D 
valley
A 
This land was made for you and  
D 
me.
 
I roamed and I  
G 
rambled and I followed my  
D 
footsteps
 
To the sparkling  
A 
sands of her diamond  
D 
deserts
 
While all a
G 
round me a voice was  
D 
sounding
A 
This land was made for you and  
D 
me.
 
When the sun came  
G 
shining, and I was  
D 
strolling
 
And the wheat fields  
A 
waving and the dust clouds  
D 
rolling
 
A voice was  
G 
chanting, As the fog was  
D 
lifting,
A 
This land was made for you and  
D 
me.
 
As I went  
G 
walking I saw a sign  
D 
there
 
And on the sign it  
A 
said “No Tres
D 
passing.”
 
But on the  
G 
other side it didn’t say  
D 
nothing,
A 
That side was made for you and  
D 
me.
 
In the squares of the  
G 
city, In the shadow of a  
D 
steeple;
 
By the relief  
A 
office, I’d seen my  
D 
people.
 
As they stood there  
G 
hungry, I stood there  
D 
asking,
A 
Is this land made for you and  
D 
me?
 
Nobody  
G 
living can ever stop  
D 
me,
 
As I go  
A 
walking that freedom  
D 
highway;
 
Nobody  
G 
living can  
D 
make me turn back
A 
This land was made for you and  
D 
me.

The Ballad Of John Henry

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Chords and lyrics for The Ballad Of John Henry by Woody Guthrie

 
John  
C 
Henry when he was a baby,sittin down on his mammy’s k
G 
nee.
 
Pi
C 
cked up a hammer in his li
F 
ttle right hand.
 
He said th
G 
at’ll be the death of  
C 
me.me,me.
 
That h
G 
ammer 
 
 
G6 
gonn
G7 
a be the death of
C 
me.

So Long Its Been Good

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Chords and lyrics for So Long Its Been Good by Woody Guthrie

 
I’ve  
C 
sung this song, but I’ll  
G7 
sing it again
 
Of the p
C 
eople I’ve met and the p
G7 
laces I’ve seen
 
Of  
C 
some of the  
C7 
troubles 
 
that
F 
bothered my mind
 
A
G7 
nd a lot of good people that  
C 
I’ve 
 
left
 
behind, saying:
 
C 
So long it’s been good to know yuh,
G7 
So long it’s been good to
C 
know 
 
yuh,
 
So long it’s  
F 
been good to  
F#dim 
know 
 
yuh,
 
What a  
C 
long time since  
D7 
I’ve 
 
been
G7 
home….
 
And I’ve gotta be driftin’ al
C 
ong.

Slipknot Hangknot Slipknot

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Chords and lyrics for Slipknot Hangknot Slipknot by Woody Guthrie

C 
Did you ever see a hangman tie a hangknot?
C 
Did you ever see a hangman tie a  
G 
hangknot?
C 
I’ve seen it many a time and  
D7 
he winds, he winds,
G7 
After thirteen times h
C 
e’s got a hangknot.

Ramblin Round

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Chords and lyrics for Ramblin Round by Woody Guthrie

E 
Rambin’ round your  
B7 
city, ramblin’ round your
E 
town. I always meet a
A 
friend
 
I know as  
B7 
I go ramblin’  
E 
round, boys, as
B7 
I go ramblin
E 
‘ 
 
round.
 
E 
Some folks say i’m  
B7 
worthless, some folks say I’m
E 
poor. But I’m the richest
A 
man I know, I  
B7 
could not handle
E 
more, boys, I
B7 
cound not handl
E 
e 
 
more.

Pretty Boy Floyd

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Chords and lyrics for Pretty Boy Floyd by Woody Guthrie

E 
Come and gather ’round me,  
E7 
children, 
 
a
A 
story I will
E 
tell
 
About Pret
A 
ty Boy Floyd, the  
E 
outlaw, 
 
Okla
B7 
homa knew him
E 
well.

Portland Town

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Chords and lyrics for Portland Town by Woody Guthrie

 
I was  
Em 
born in  
D 
Portland 
 
 
Em 
town,
 
I was  
Em 
born in  
D 
Portland 
 
 
Em 
town,
 
Yes I  
D 
was, yes I  
Em 
was,
C 
Yes, I  
Em 
was.