Don’t let anything knock your props out from under you
Always keep your mind clear, let your plans come out of mistakes
These are the plans and nothing can tear down
Made out of things that have already been torn down
Whatever you do, wherever you go
Don’t lose your grip on life and that means
Don’t let any earthy calamity
knock your dreamer and your hoping machine ..
Music is the language of the mind that travels
Carries the key to the laws of time and space
Lonesome train whistling down the silent wail of wind
Life is the sound, creation has been a song
Whatever you do, wherever you go
Don’t lose your grip on life and that means
Don’t let any earthy calamity
knock your dreamer and your hoping machine.
Out of order, out of order, out of order…
Quick to manufacture their schemes and ideas
Faster than any turn a tide can wash you out
Word is the music and the people are the song
Tomorrows chances feel like a singing god
Whatever you do, wherever you go
Don’t lose your grip on life and that means
Don’t let any earthy calamity
knock your dreamer and your hoping machine.
Out of order, out of order, out of order…
Always keep your mind clear, let your plans come out of mistakes
These are the plans and nothing can tear down
Made out of things that have already been torn down
Whatever you do, wherever you go
Don’t lose your grip on life and that means
Don’t let any earthy calamity
knock your dreamer and your hoping machine ..
Music is the language of the mind that travels
Carries the key to the laws of time and space
Lonesome train whistling down the silent wail of wind
Life is the sound, creation has been a song
Whatever you do, wherever you go
Don’t lose your grip on life and that means
Don’t let any earthy calamity
knock your dreamer and your hoping machine.
Out of order, out of order, out of order…
Quick to manufacture their schemes and ideas
Faster than any turn a tide can wash you out
Word is the music and the people are the song
Tomorrows chances feel like a singing god
Whatever you do, wherever you go
Don’t lose your grip on life and that means
Don’t let any earthy calamity
knock your dreamer and your hoping machine.
Out of order, out of order, out of order…
inviata da giorgio - 9/7/2020 - 14:55
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Lyrics by Woody Guthrie
Music by Jay Farrar
Album: New Multitudes [2012]
“Don’t let any earthy calamity knock your dreamer and your hoping machine …”
New Multitudes is a Woody Guthrie tribute album performed by Jay Farrar, Will Johnson, Anders Parker, and Jim James to commemorate the 100th anniversary of Guthrie's birth, released through Rounder Records on February 28, 2012. The project was initiated by Woody's daughter Nora Guthrie to have Farrar add music to her father's lyrics – specifically, his earliest songwriting years in Los Angeles. Over the course of several years, he invited the others to collaborate and recorded at a variety of locations across the United States. Each artist wrote music to lyrics that inspired him and presented it to the collaborators for recording. The result is an album with diverse musical genres that has garnered positive reviews from critics for its varied styles and instrumentation. The quartet promoted the album with a small promotional tour that took them to record stores, radio programs, theaters, and folk festivals. The group has plans for releasing a second volume..