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Take it easy, but take it.
This machine kills fascists.
This land is made for you and me.
All you can write is what you see.
Left wing. Right wing. Chicken wing.
Love is the only medicine I believe in.
All of you cowboys, fight for your land.
This land is your land, this land is my land
If you want to learn something, just steal it.
I like to write about wherever I happen to be.
If you play more than two chords, you're showing off.
Anyone who used more than three chords is just showing off.
Left wing, chicken wing, it don't make no difference to me.
All about a human being is, it's a great big hoping machine.
Life's pretty tough . . . you're lucky if you live through it.
If you walk across my camera I will flash the world your story.
I ain't a communist necessarily, but I been in the red all my life.
Some men rob you with a six-gun -- others rob you with a fountain pen.
You can't write a good song about a whorehouse unless you've been in one.
Let me be known as just the man that told you something you already knew.
Any fool can make something complicated. It takes a genius to make it simple.
Life has a habit of not staying hitched. You got to ride it like you find it.
The best way to get to know any bunch of people is to go and listen to their music.
I love a good man outside the law, just as much as I hate a bad man inside the law.
It's a folk singer's job to comfort disturbed people and to disturb comfortable people
One day we'll all find out that all of our songs was just little notes in a great big song!
If we fix it so's you can't make money on war, we'll all forget what we're killing folks for.
I have decided long ago that my songs and ballads would not get the hugs and kisses of the capitalistic experts.
A song ain't nothing but a conversation fixed up to where you can talk it over and over without getting tired of it.
Now as through this world I ramble, I see lots of funny men, Some rob you with a six gun, And some with a fountain pen.
It's round the world I've traveled; it's round the world I've roamed; but I've yet to see an outlaw drive a family from its home
Nobody living can ever stop me. As I go walking my freedom highway. Nobody living can make me turn back. This land was made for you and me.
I got started in Oklahoma. That's where I was born. Population down there is one-third Indians, one-third Negroes and one-third white people.
As I went walking That ribbon of highway I saw above me The endless skyway I saw below me The lonesome valley This land was made for you and me.
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.
Do Re Mi California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see, But believe it or not, you won't find it so hot If you ain't got the do re mi
The words are the important thing. Don't worry about tunes. Take a tune, sing high when they sing low, sing fast when they sing slow, and you've got a new tune.
This land is your land, this land is my land, From California to the New York Island. From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and me.
One bright sunny morning in the shadow of the steeple, by the Relief Office, I saw my people - As they stood hungry, I stood there wondering if God blessed America for me.
Was a great high wall there that tried to stop me. Was a great big sign there said private Property but on the back side it didn't say nothing. That side was made for you and me.
I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes. I slept on the ground in the light of the moon. On the edge of the city you'll see us and then, we come with the dust and we go with the wind.
The note of hope is the only note that can help us or save us from falling to the bottom of the heap of evolution, because, largely, about all a human being is, anyway, is just a hoping machine.
Now as I look around, it's mighty plain to see, This world is such a great and a funny place to be. Oh, the gamblin' man is rich, an' the workin' man is poor, And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.
I better quit my talking 'cause I told you all I know But please remember, pardner, wherever you may go The people are building a peaceful world, and when the job is done, That'll be the biggest thing that man has ever done.
Uncle Sam took up the challenge in the year of '33 For the farmer and the factory and all of you and me. He said, "Roll along Columbia. You can ramble to the sea, But river while you're ramblin' you can do some work for me."
A folk song is what's wrong and how to fix it or it could be who's hungry and where their mouth is or who's out of work and where the job is or who's broke and where the money is or who's carrying a gun and where the peace is.
My eyes has been my camera taking pictures of the world and my songs has been my messages that I tried to scatter across the back sides and along the steps of the fire escapes and on the window sills and through the dark halls.
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.
There's several ways of saying what's on your mind. And in states and counties where it ain't too healthy to talk too loud, speak your mind, or even vote like you want to, folks have found other ways of getting the word around. One of the mainest ways is by singing.
I would like to see every single soldier on every single side, just take off your helmet, unbuckle your kit, lay down your rifle, and set down at the side of some shady lane, and say, nope, I aint a gonna kill nobody. Plenty of rich folks wants to fight. Give them the guns.