Do Re Mi - Woody Guthrie

Padlock Padlock Padlock Padlock Padlock Padlock Padlock Uh-huh I'm locking up Locking up, yeah (I'm locking up) I'm locking up Locking up (I don't want you no more) Locking up Locking up now Locking up (I'm locking up) Locking up I've done enough complaining to my girlfriends My Romeo, you'll never ever change You're all my love, but tonight releases 'Cause my heart has no room in it for pain Don't you think, tomorrow we will make up Can't believe this ain't a bluff You blew it, you blew it, you blew So I'm padlocking my heart You and I are finished Padlocking my heart Love has been evicted Padlocking my heart You ain't nothing here No more I'm locking up I'm locking up Locking up, yeah (I'm locking up the door) I'm locking up Locking up (I don't want you no more) Locking up Locking up now Locking up I'm locking up I packed your things and left them in the hallway And my telephone number has been changed Pondering and use the chance to celebrate Of being alone, so get the stupid ring I'm happy, free and ready for some new love Not for me, I never was You blew it, you blew it, you blew So I'm padlocking my heart You and I are finished Padlocking my heart Love has been evicted Padlocking my heart You ain't nothing here No more I'm locking up the door I'm locking up Locking up, yeah (I'm locking up the door) I'm locking up Locking up (I don't want you no more) Locking up Locking up now Locking up (locking up) Locking up Go on hit the road jack and I'll help you up (locking up, locking up now) If you leave right away it would make my day (locking up, locking up) (Padlock) don't wanna see you (Padlock) 'cause I don't need you (Padlock) oh no (Padlock) I don't love you know more (padlock) (Padlock) (Padlock) (My heart) I don't love you know more (padlock) (Padlock) (Padlock) (Padlock) I've done enough complaining to my girlfriends Romeo, you'll never ever change You're all my love, but tonight releases 'Cause my heart has no room in it for pain Don't you think, tomorrow we will make up Can't believe this ain't a bluff You blew it, you blew it, you blew So I'm padlocking my heart You and I are finished Padlocking my heart Love has been evicted Padlocking my heart You ain't nothing here No more I'm locking up I'm locking up Locking up, yeah (I'm locking up the door) I'm locking up Locking up (I don't love you no more) Locking up Locking up now Locking up (I'm locking up) I'm locking up (Padlock) I don't wanna see you (Padlock) 'cause I don't need you (Padlock) no, no, no (padlock) (Padlock) I don't wanna see you (Padlock) I don't need you

Jesus Christ was a man who traveled through the land Hard working man and brave He said to the rich, "Give your goods to the poor." So they laid Jesus Christ in his grave. Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand His followers true and brave One dirty little coward called Judas Iscariot Has laid Jesus Christ in his grave He went to the sick, he went to the poor, And he went to the hungry and the lame; Said that the poor would one day win this world, And so they laid Jesus Christ in his grave. He went to the preacher, he went to the sheriff, Told them all the same; Sell all of your jewelry and give it to the Poor, But they laid Jesus Christ in his grave. When Jesus came to town, the working folks around, Believed what he did say; The bankers and the preachers they nailed him on a cross, And they laid Jesus Christ in his grave. Poor working people, they follered him around, Sung and shouted gay; Cops and the soldiers, they nailed him in the air, And they nailed Jesus Christ in his grave. Well the people held their breath when they heard about his death, And everybody wondered why; It was the landlord and the soldiers that he hired. That nailed Jesus Christ in the sky. When the love of the poor shall one day turn to hate. When the patience of the workers gives away "Would be better for you rich if you never had been born" So they laid Jesus Christ in his grave. This song was written in New York City Of rich men, preachers and slaves Yes, if Jesus was to preach like he preached in Galillee, They would lay Jesus Christ in his grave. Sung to Jesse James