Lyrics:

It's Christmastime in WashingtonThe Democrats rehearsedGettin' into gear for four more yearsThings not gettin' worse
The Republicans drink whiskey neatAnd thanked their lucky starsThey said, 'He cannot seek another termThey'll be no more FD
Rs'I sat home in TennesseeStaring at the screenWith an uneasy feeling in my chestAnd I'm wonderin' what it meansChorus:
So come back Woody GuthrieCome back to us nowTear your eyes from paradiseAnd rise again somehowIf you run into JesusMaybe
he can help you outCome back Woody Guthrie to us nowI followed in your footsteps onceBack in my travelin' daysSomewhere I
failed to find your trailNow I'm stumblin' through the hazeBut there's killers on the highway nowAnd a man can't get around
So I sold my soul for wheels that rollNow I'm stuck here in this town ChorusThere's foxes in the hen houseCows out in the
cornThe unions have been bustedTheir proud red banners tornTo listen to the radioYou'd think that all was wellBut you and
me and Cisco knowIt's going straight to hellSo come back, Emma GoldmanRise up, old Joe HillThe barracades are goin' upTh
ey cannot break our willCome back to us, Malcolm XAnd Martin Luther KingWe're marching into SelmaAs the bells of freedom ri
ngChorus