The world is filled with people who are no longer needed -- and who try to make slaves of all of us -- and they have their music and we have ours.

Now as through this world I ramble, I see lots of funny men, Some rob you with a six gun, And some with a fountain pen.

Some men rob you with a six-gun -- others rob you with a fountain pen.

I ain't a communist necessarily, but I been in the red all my life.

Take it easy, but take it.

If we fix it so's you can't make money on war, we'll all forget what we're killing folks for.

There's several ways of saying what's on your mind. And in states and counties where it ain't too healthy to talk too loud, speak your mind, or even vote like you want to, folks have found other ways of getting the word around. One of the mainest ways is by singing.