Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Christmas In Washington, artist - Joan Baez. Date of issue: 30.11.2008
Song language: English
Christmas In Washington |
| It’s Christmastime in Washington |
| The Democrats rehearsed |
| Gettin' into gear for four more years |
| Things not gettin' worse |
| The Republicans drink whiskey neat |
| And thanked their lucky stars |
| They said, 'He cannot seek another term |
| They’ll be no more FDRs' |
| I sat home in Tennessee |
| Staring at the screen |
| With an uneasy feeling in my chest |
| And I’m wonderin' what it means |
| So come back Woody Guthrie |
| Come back to us now |
| Tear your eyes from paradise |
| And rise again somehow |
| If you run into Jesus |
| Maybe he can help you out |
| Come back Woody Guthrie to us now |
| I followed in your footsteps once |
| Back in my travelin' days |
| Somewhere I failed to find your trail |
| Now I’m stumblin' through the haze |
| But there’s killers on the highway now |
| And a man can’t get around |
| So I sold my soul for wheels that roll |
| Now I’m stuck here in this town |
| So come back Woody Guthrie |
| Come back to us now |
| Tear your eyes from paradise |
| And rise again somehow |
| If you run into Jesus |
| Maybe he can help you out |
| Come back Woody Guthrie to us now |
| There’s foxes in the hen house |
| Cows out in the corn |
| The unions have been busted |
| Their proud red banners torn |
| To listen to the radio |
| You’d think that all was well |
| But you and me and Cisco know |
| It’s going straight to hell |
| So come back, Emma Goldman |
| Rise up, old Joe Hill |
| The barracades are goin' up |
| They cannot break our will |
| Come back to us, Malcolm X |
| And Martin Luther King |
| We’re marching into Selma |
| As the bells of freedom ring |
| So come back Woody Guthrie |
| Come back to us now |
| Tear your eyes from paradise |
| And rise again somehow |
| If you run into Jesus |
| Maybe he can help you out |
| Come back Woody Guthrie to us now |