It's a folk singer's job to comfort disturbed people and to disturb comfortable people

The words are the important thing. Don't worry about tunes. Take a tune, sing high when they sing low, sing fast when they sing slow, and you've got a new tune.

Left wing, chicken wing, it don't make no difference to me.

All of you cowboys, fight for your land.

As I went walking That ribbon of highway I saw above me The endless skyway I saw below me The lonesome valley This land was made for you and me.

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.

All about a human being is, it's a great big hoping machine.