Dear Mrs. Roosevelt

Woody Guthrie

Woody Guthrie Memorial Concert w/The Band, Carnegie Hall NYC - 20.jan.1968  

Dear Mrs.Roosevelt, don't hang your head and cry.
His mortal flesh is laid away but his good work fills the sky.
This world was lucky to see him born.

Now he went up to grade school and he wrote back to his folks.
He drew such funny pictures and was always pulling jokes.
This world was lucky to see him born.

He went up to Harvard to read his books of law.
He loved his trees and horses, he loved everything he saw.
This world was lucky to see him born.

He got struck down by the fever and it settled in his leg.
He loved the folks that wished him well and everybody did.
This world was lucky to see him born.

He took office on a crippled leg and he said to one and all
"Your money changing racket, boys, sure enough got to fall."
This world was lucky to see him born.

I voted for him lots of times and I'd vote for him again.
He tried to find an honest job for every idle man.
This world was lucky to see him born.

He helped me to build my union and he learned me how to talk.
I could see he was a cripple but he learned my soul to talk.
This world was lucky to see him born.

I was a GI in the army the day he passed away.
And over my shoulder I could hear some soldier say
"This world was lucky to see him born."

I know this world was lucky just to see him born.
I know this world was lucky just to see him born.
This world was lucky to see him born.