WOODY GUTHRIE - TALKING SUBWAY lyrics

rate me

I struck out for old New York,

Thought I'd find me a job of work.

One leg up and the other leg down,

I come in through a hole in the ground.

Holland Tunnel. Three mile tube.

Skippin' through the Hudson River dew.

I blowed into New York town,

And I looked up and I looked down,

Everybody I seen on the streets

Was all a running down in a hole in the ground.

I follered 'em. See where they's a going.

Newsboy said they're tryin' to smoke a rat out of a hole.

I run down thirty eight flights of stairs,

Boy, howdy! I declare!

I rode old elevator twenty two

And spent my last lone nickel, too.

Feller in a little cage got it.

Herded me through a shoot the shoot.

Run me through three clothes wringers.

So many people down in there I couldn't even fall down.

I swung onto my old guitar,

Train come a rumbling down the track,

I got shoved into the wrong damn car

With three grass widows on my back.

Two of 'em looking for home relief,

Other one just investigating.