Song to Woody - Timothée Chalamet

Lyrics by：Bob Dylan

Composed by：Bob Dylan

Produced by：Nick Baxter/Steven Gizicki/James Mangold

I'm out here a thousand miles from my home

I'm walking a road other men have gone down

I'm seeing your world of people and things

Your paupers and peasants and princes and kings

Hey hey Woody Guthrie I wrote you a song

About a funny old world that's a-coming along

Seems sick and it's hungry it's tired and it's torn

It looks like it's a-dying and it's hardly been born

Hey hey Woody Guthrie but I know that you know

All the things that I'm a-saying an' a-many times more

I'm a-singing you the song but I can't sing enough

Because there's not many men that done the things that you've done

Here's to Cisco and Sonny and Leadbelly too

And to all those good people that traveled with you

Here's to the hearts and the hands of the men

That come with the dust and are gone with the wind