10 of Woody Guthrie's Songs/Talking Blues

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10guthriesongs 12a.png10guthriesongs 12k.pngIf you want to get to heaven tell you what to do
Gotta grease your feet with some good beef stew
Slide right out of the devils hand
And slide over into the promised landbut go easy go greasy

10guthriesongs 12b.png10guthriesongs 12o.png10guthriesongs 12l.pngStanding in the corner by the mantel piece
Up in the corner by a bucket of grease
I stuck my foot in that bucket of grease
And go a slipping up and down the mantel piece
Hunting matches. Cigaret stubs. Shortage on.

10guthriesongs 12c.png10guthriesongs 12m.pngDown in the hen house on my knees
I thought I heard a chicken sneeze
Nothing but a rooster saying his prayers
Thanking his god for the hens upstairs
Rooster preaching. Hen a singing. Henohouse shaking.

10guthriesongs 12d.png10guthriesongs 12n.pngDown in the holler just a settingonna log
My hand on my trigger and my eye on a hog
Pulled that trigger and the gun went 'bipppp'
I grab that hog with all of my grip
Cain't eat hog eyesbut I love chitlins.

10guthriesongs 12e.png10guthriesongs 12p.pngI got a gal just over the hill
She won't kiss like her sister will
Never takes a bath not even a rub
'Fraid she'll slide through the hole in the tub.
Swful skinny. Bony. Cut a man like a razor.

10guthriesongs 12f.png10guthriesongs 12q.pngNot a bit of use in me working so hard
I got a woman in the rich folks yard
When she kills a chicken she sends me the feet
Thinks I'm working when I'm loafing in the street.
Listening to all the back talk. Gossip.

10guthriesongs 12g.png10guthriesongs 12r.pngNot no use in me working so hard
I got a woman in the rich folks yard
When they kill a chicken she sends me the head
Thinks I'm a working when I'm laying up in bed.
Dreaming about her. Two other women.

10guthriesongs 12h.png10guthriesongs 12s.pngLots of folks tell you that a preacher won't steal
But I caught three down in my corn field
One had a bushel and the other had a peck
The other'n had a great long cotton sack.
Half full or fuller. Roasting ears. He's stealing.

10guthriesongs 12i.png10guthriesongs 12t.pngWhen I get to eating pork chops I caint stop
Ain't no kind of gravy I can't sop
Grab that bone in both of my hands
And listen to my lips go flipppityyy floppppp
Born liking it. Slicker the better. Ease on in home.

10guthriesongs 12j.png10guthriesongs 12u.pngI went to church the other night
See if everybody had been living right
Lady got religion and waved her hands

and said she's going to the promised land

Main idea is to add your own verses