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All works by Woody Guthrie are held under U.S. Copyright Law.


PUBLISHER'S CONTACT
Look at the bottom of each lyric page to find the correct publisher.

TRO-Essex Music Group
Attn: Sarah Smith
266 West 37th Street, 17th Floor
New York, NY 10018-6609
T: 212-594-9795 x25
E: NorthAmericaLicensing(at)troessexmusic.com
Website


Woody Guthrie Publications, Inc.
(Administered by BMG Chrysalis)
1 Music Circle South, Suite #500
Nashville, TN 37203
E: mechanical(at)bmg.com (Mechanical licenses)
E: licensing(at)bmg.com (Synch licenses)
Website


Sanga Music Group
(Administered by Bicycle Music)
449 South Beverly Drive, Suite 300
Beverly Hills, CA 90212 
T: 310-286-6600
Website


Michael Goldsen Music, Inc.
MGA
(Administered by Universal Music)

2100 Colorado Avenue
Santa Monica, CA 90404
T: (310) 235-4892
E: umpg.songlist(at)umusicpub.com
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The Last One
Words by Woody Guthrie, Music by Dropkick Murphys

How can you call a man a man
When you treat him like a dog?
And how can you call a man a man
When you kill him like a hog?
How can you call him a ‘ternal soul
and grind him in the dirt?
And how can you say a fella’s free c
Chained down and tied to work?

She’s upside down, she’s broke apart,
And gittin’ worse every day;
A workin’ man’s and is the hardest card
In the whole damn deck to play.

She’s upside down, she’s broke apart,
And gittin’ worse every day;
A workin’ man’s and is the hardest card
In the whole damn deck to play.

How can you talk about equal rights, and jail the man that uses them?
How can you worship the rich man that sees poor folks and refuses them?
How can you talk of freedom and jail the man that talks it?
You kiss the man’s ass that rides the road and you jail the old boy that walks it

She’s upside down, she’s broke apart,
And gittin’ worse every day;
A workin’ man’s and is the hardest card
In the whole damn deck to play.
She’s upside down, she’s broke apart,
And gittin’ worse every day;
A workin’ man’s and is the hardest card
In the whole damn deck to play.

A working man’s hand is the hardest card
In the whole damn deck to play.

How can you like the United States
and kill us for unitin’.
How can you ‘cuse us of bein’ violent
When you start all the fightin’.
Every time we organize
you rich guys pull a fast one
We might lose many a fight,
But we’ll damn sure win the last one.

She’s upside down, she’s broke apart,
And gittin’ worse every day;
A workin’ man’s and is the hardest card
In the whole damn deck to play.
She’s upside down, she’s broke apart,
And gittin’ worse every day;
A workin’ man’s and is the hardest card
In the whole damn deck to play.

A working man’s hand is the hardest card
In the whole damn deck to play.

 


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