This Machine Kills Fascists
This Machine Kills Fascists
He was the dust bowl troubadour
A Socialist down to the core
Resist the rich protect the poor
This machine Kills Fascists
Dylan, Ochs and Johnny Cash
Seeger, Strummer, Billy Bragg
All of them would raise his flag
This Machine Kills Fascists
He plied his trade on Texas streets
Busking to earn some money to eat
Harmonica blues and folk heartbeat
This Machine Kills Fascists
Migrated to Cali-forn-i-a
No jobs to work just bills to pay
Writing his songs every day
This Machine Kills Fascists
From Oklahoma bound for glory
Telling a true working class story
Rebel heart and outlawry
This Machine Kills Fascists
This Land is Your Land it was said
Kept a roof over his head
He hated Hitler, wished him dead
This Machine Kills Fascists
He left this earth in sixty-seven
Measure well the gifts he’s given
Woody Guthrie sings in heaven
This Machine Kills Fascists
He was never a communist
He was simply an activist
He just asked you to raise your fists
This Machine Kills Fascists
Ian Whiteley
Thu 21st May 2020 15:10
thanks for the comments Martin - I'm very well thank you - hope you and yours are keeping well too ?
Woody Guthrie really was a true folk hero - I'm hoping to use a version of this as a song on Bard Company's next album - will need a bit of rework and a studio opening (!) but that's the plan
Keep safe mate
and thanks to others who 'liked' the poem - I appreciate it
Ian