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It'sC Christmas time in Washington
TheF democrats rehearsed
G7Gettin' into gear for four more years
FThings not gettin'C worse
CRepublicans drink whiskey neat
And theyF thank their lucky stars
SaiG7d he cannot seek another term
They'llF be no more FCDRs
CI sat home in Tennessee
FStaring at the screen
An uG7neasy feeling in my chest
And I'mF wondering what itC means
SoC come back Woody Guthrie
FCome back to us now
ComeG7 tear your eyes from paradise
AndF rise again somCehow
IfC you run into Jesus
Maybe he can help youF out
G7Come back Woody Guthrie to uCs now
I followed in your footsteps once
Back in my travelin' days
Somewhere I failed to find your trail
Now I'm stumblin' through the haze
But there's killers on the highway now
And a man can't get around
So I sold my soul for wheels that roll
Now I'm stuck here in this town
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There's foxes in the hen house
Cows out in the corn
The unions have been busted
Their proud red banners torn
To listen to the radio
You'd think that all was well
But you and me and Cisco know
It's going straight to hell
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So come back, Emma Goldman
Rise up, old Joe Hill
The barracades are goin' up
They cannot break our will
Come back to us, Malcolm X
And Martin Luther King
We're marching into Selma
As the bells of freedom ring
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