WOODY GUTHRIE: REBELDE CON CAUSA

Hoy hace 42 años moría Woody Guthrie, el padre de la canción de protesta. Uno de los primeros en usar la guitarra como arma. En la viola tenía una frase que decía ESTA GUITARRA MATA FASCISTAS. Su tema más conocido versionado por varios músicos es THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND. Woody es entre otras cosas, la razón por la cual Bob Dylan comenzó a cantar. Dylan viajó hasta Nueva York de joven para conocerlo y mostrarle sus temas. Se encontró con un Woody enfermo en el hospital, por lo cual Dylan fue a visitarlo y entre otras cosas, le mostró un tema escrito para él.
Les dejo 3 canciones: Una de Woody, el tema que Bob le dedicó y por último un proyecto que hizo la hija de Woody junto al músico Billy Brag y los Wilco, en donde rescataron poemas del gran Woody y los transformaron en canciones.



THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND

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

As I was walking a ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
This land was made for you and me

Chorus

I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me

Chorus

The sun comes shining as I was strolling
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This land was made for you and me

Chorus

As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there
And that sign said - no tress passin'
But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!
Now that side was made for you and me!

Chorus

In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office - I see my people
And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me.



SONG TO WOODY
(B. Dylan)

I'm out here a thousand miles from my home
Walkin' a road other men have gone down
I'm seein' your world of people and things
Hear paupers and peasants and princes and kings.

Hey, hey, Woody Guthrie, I wrote you a song
'Bout a funny old world that's a-comin' along
Seems sick and it's hungry, it's tired and it's torn
It looks like it's a-dyin' and it's hardly been born.

Hey, Woody Guthrie, but I know that you know
All the things I'm a-sayin', and many times more
I'm a-singin' every song, but I can't sing enough
Cause there's not many men done the things that you done.

Here's to Cisco and Sonny and Leadbelly, too
And to all the good people that traveled with you
Here's to the hearts and the hands of the men
That come with the dust and are gone with the wind

I'm a-leavin' tomorrow, but I could leave today
Somewhere down the road someday
The very last thing that I'd want to do
Is to say I'd been hittin' some hard travelin' too.




CALIFORNIA STARS
I'd like to rest my
heavy head tonight
On a bed of California stars
I'd like to lay my
weary bones tonight
On a bed of California stars

I'd love to feel
Your hand touching mine
And tell me why
I must keep working on

Yes I'd give my life
To lay my head tonight on a bed
Of California stars

I'd like to dream
My troubles all away
On a bed of California stars

Jump up from my starbed
Make another day
Underneath my California stars
They hang like grapes
On vines that shine
And warm the lovers' glass
Like friendly wine

So I'd give this world
Just to dream a dream with you
On our bed of California stars
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I'd like to rest my
heavy head tonight
On a bed of California stars
I'd like to lay my
weary bones tonight
On a bed of California stars

I'd love to feel
Your hand touching mine
And tell me why
I must keep working on

Yes I'd give my life
To lay my head tonight on a bed
Of California stars

I'd like to dream
My troubles all away
On a bed of California stars

Jump up from my starbed
Make another day
Underneath my California stars

They hang like grapes
On vines that shine
And warm the lovers' glass
Like friendly wine

So I'd give this world
Just to dream a dream with you
On our bed of California stars

So I'd give this world
Just to dream a dream with you
On our bed of California stars

(Dream a dream with you)