In the hundredth anniversary of Woody Guthrie's birth The Kings of Mongrel Folk celebrate Woody's musical descendants with a protest song against folk singers
The Ballad of Wouldbe Guthrie
I started out in college in the year of 69
I rambled out, I rambled up, I rambled down the line
I know each and every song that Woody Guthrie ever penned
And if he'd only met me I'd have been his dearest friend
I've travelled every highway in this great and troubled land
With my blue jeans, my work shirt and my guitar in my hand
There's a gal in every town that I can stay with for the night
And ramblin' and folk singing build a hearty appetite
I've played in every benefit, supported every cause
We'll build a better world with all your cash and wild applause
We'll talk of one big union and how the working man is king
And while the working man is working we'll go ramble 'round and sing
I'm a poet of the people so my songs don't always rhyme
And my words and folky music don't quite meet up right all of the time
But it's straight out from my heart and soul and sometimes from my mind
Which is parked behind my wallet where the sun don't ever shine