Dirty Overhalls - Woody Guthrie

Well, the guns of war have roared

And the bombs and shells have fallen

The war clouds they rumbled as they rolled

I was a soldier in the fight

And we fought till we won;

My uniform’s my dirty overalls

This piece of land that I stand on

Is my battlefield and home;

My plow and my hoe is my gun

Clothes don’t make no difference at all

We are workers and fighters all;

My uniform’s my dirty overalls

Well, I’ll give you my sweat

I’ll give you my blood

And I’ll give you your bread and your wine

Before I’d be any man’s slave

I would rot down in my grave

And you can lay me down in my dirty overalls

Well, we settled here to stay

And I’ll stick here all my days;

I’ll keep marchin' in my dirty overalls