Christy Moore - Tribute to Woody lyrics

I’m out here a thousand miles from my home
Walking a road other men have gone down
I’m seeing your world of people and things
Your paupers and peasants and
Princes and kings

Hey, hey Woody Guthrie, I wrote you a song
About a funny old world that’s a-coming along
Seems sick and it’s hungry
It’s tired and it’s torn
It looks like it’s a-dying and
It’s hardly been born

Hey, Woody Guthrie, but I know that you know
All the things that I’m a-saying
An a many times more
I’m a-singing you the song
But I can’t sing enough
Because there’s not many men that done
The things that you’ve done
Here’s to Cisco and Sonny and Leadbelly too
And to all the good people
That traveled with you
Here’s to the hearts and the hands of the men
That come with the dust and
Are gone with the wind

I’m a leaving tomorrow
But I could leave today
Somewhere down the road someday
The very last thing that I’d want to do
Is to say I’ve been hitting
Some hard traveling too