I wish I was born a long long time agowish I was born a 
long long time ago
can't make it 'round here
oh that much is clear
so take me back where the lonesome river flows
take me back where the lonesome river flows
I'd find a preacher...one who's living well
find a preacher one who's living well
with a flash car
and a money jar
find that man and give him holy hell
find that man and give him holy hell
I'd learn to ride the rails
I'd learn to ride the rails
learn to live on stew
and whiskey too
and always a woman to make my bail
and always a woman to make my bail
bring on the crash Mr Hoover
you ain't gonna keep me down
I can see ahead
your kind'll be dead
there's a new deal coming 'round
Gonna earn my daily bread with my hands
gonna earn my daily bread with my hands
walk that picket line
come rain or shine
on the union side is where I'll stand
on the union side is where I'll stand
I tell you boys you're gonna learn my name
I tell you boys you're gonna learn my name
guitar on my back
fiddle in my sack
writing songs that chronicle the shame Lord Lord
'cause I've learned some things never change
share a spoon with Woody Gutrie
a cell with Mother Jones
I'll agitate
and desecrate
and the girls won't leave me alone