Another Arthur Dubinsky photo of Woody Guthrie in Washington Square Park in 1954. That’s Ramblin’ Jack Elliot on the left, holding the guitar. Below are lyrics to Guthrie’s famous song, This Land Is Your Land, back when it was called God Bless America. They are taken from an entry in his notebook dated February 23, 1940. Was a big high wall there That tried to stop me A sign was painted, Said “Private Property”, But on the back side It didn’t say nothing God blessed America for me. One bright sunny morning, In the shadow of the steeple, By the relief office I saw my people. As they stood hungry, I stood there wondering if God blessed America for me.
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Another Arthur Dubinsky photo of Woody Guthrie in Washington Square Park in 1954. That’s Ramblin’ Jack Elliot on the left, holding the guitar.

Below are lyrics to Guthrie’s famous song, This Land Is Your Land, back when it was called God Bless America. They are taken from an entry in his notebook dated February 23, 1940.

Was a big high wall there

That tried to stop me

A sign was painted,

Said “Private Property”,

But on the back side

It didn’t say nothing

God blessed America for me.

One bright sunny morning,

In the shadow of the steeple,

By the relief office

I saw my people.

As they stood hungry,

I stood there wondering if

God blessed America for me.

Brownie McGhee, Sonny Terry, Jack Elliot and Mance Lipscomb at the Ash Grove in Los Angeles, December, 1967. Finishing up the book is taking a little longer than I had hoped, but an end is in sight. At some point in the next couple weeks I’ll get back to posting on here. In the mean time, everyday I’m on some Railroad Bill shit.
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Brownie McGhee, Sonny Terry, Jack Elliot and Mance Lipscomb at the Ash Grove in Los Angeles, December, 1967.

Finishing up the book is taking a little longer than I had hoped, but an end is in sight. At some point in the next couple weeks I’ll get back to posting on here. In the mean time, everyday I’m on some Railroad Bill shit.