
Do you have one of those, who in history would you of liked to have met? I do. I have a lot, but one is my all time favorite. He rocks my world.
And these pleasures that you cannot ever forget are the yeast that always starts working in your mind again, and it gets in your thoughts again, and in your eyes again, and then, all at once, no matter what has happened to you, you are building a brand new world again, based and built on the mistakes, the wreck, the hard luck and trouble of the old one.
Life has got a habit of not standing hitched. You got to ride it like you find it. You got to change with it. If a day goes by that don't change some of your old notions for new ones, that is just about like trying to milk a dead cow.
As through this world I ramble
I see lots of funny men.
Some rob you with a six-gun,
Some with a fountain pen.
But as through this life you travel,
As through your life you roam,
You will never see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home.
Civilization is spread more by singing than by anything else, because whole big bunches can sing a particular song where not every man can join in on the same conversation. A song ain't nothing but a conversation fixed up to where you can talk it over and over without getting tired of it.
The world is filled with people who are no longer needed --
And who try to make slaves of all of us --
And they have their music and we have ours--
Theirs, the wasted songs of a superstitious nightmare--
And without their musical and ideological miscarriages to compare our song of freedom to--
We'd not have any opposite to compare our music with--
and like the drifting wind, hitting no obstacle, we'd never know its speed, its power.
Woody Guthrie was what folks who don't believe in anything would call an anomaly. Admittedly, the intersection of space and time at the corner of July 14, 1912, and Okemah, Oklahoma, was a long shot to produce anything like a national treasure.
Woody was born in one of the most desolate places in America, just in time to come of age in the worst period in our history. ... He became the living embodiment of everything a people's revolution is supposed to be about: that working people have dignity, intelligence and value above and beyond the market's demand for their labor. ... For me personally, Woody is my hero of heroes.







