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America was an orchard of peachy dreams behind a gauzed fence and a sign that said ‘No Tresspassing’. This land was his land as much as the next man’s. Like the folk songs he sang, it belonged to everyone, so it belonged to no one. The ungodly sin was the fence, not the crossing of it.
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― Woody Guthrie and the Dust Bowl Ballads
― Woody Guthrie and the Dust Bowl Ballads
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The Condemned Cell"
"A child lay on his mother′s knee,
She dangled it with joy and pride,
I wonder what my child will be,
When I no more am by his side.
Perhaps a warrior he'll become,
And armies lead in proud array,
To hear the marshal fife and drum,
And proclaim that he has won the fray.
Perhaps to statesmanship he will rise,
And grasp the rudder of the state,
And leave a name that never dies,
Amongst the noble and the great.
Or if he may not speak the voice,
Which promulgates a country′s
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