travelin across the country playin on the circuit line sometimes i think about a man who was here before my time named for the 28th president with a guthrie tacked to the end born in okemah shoes with the dust bowl blues a friend of the working man now he wasn t partial to new york buildings that tried to touch the sky west virginia coal mines that took so many lives for the way they drove the migrant workers back over into mexico way and the scabs they run when they heard he d come and the bosses started to pray just a boy from oklahoma on an endless one night stand wan drin and a ramblin driftin with the midnight sand he played the blues and the ballads and all that came between his heart was in the union and his soul was reachin out for the servant s dream now i was talking to a man that met him in a bar near clovis town he said the whole place was a shakin as he was passing his songs around in between a tune a friend asked him where he d be when the morrow came he said through his grin i put my thumb in the wind and i m off down the road again just a boy from oklahoma on an endless one night stand i wandered and i rambled and i drift with the midnight sand i played the blues and the ballads and all that comes between my heart is in the union and my soul was reachin out for the servant s dream now you know that woody guthrie is dead and buried in the ground sometimes i sing his songs and i get to thinkin that he s still around i ll hold that his fires everlastin testify that his voice has rung true and the ramblin man s ris and the kingdom s his but his songs are for me and you just a boy from oklahoma on an endless one night stand wan drin and a ramblin driftin with the midnight sand he played the blues and the ballads and all that came between