Woody Guthrie - The Farmer-Labor Train lyrics

From the high Canadian Rockies to the land of Mexico City and the country, wherever you may go Through the wild and windy weather, the sun and sleet and rain Comes a-whistlin' through the country this Farmer-Labor train Listen to the jingle and the rumble and the roar She's rollin' through New England to the West Pacific shore It's a long time we've been waitin', now she's been whistlin' 'round the bend Roll on into Congress on that Farmer-Labor train There's lumberjacks and teamsters and sailors from the sea There's farmin' boys from Texas and the hills of Tennessee There's miners from Kentucky, there's fishermen from Maine; Every worker in the country rides that Farmer-Labor train There's warehouse boys and truckers and guys that skin the cats Men that run the steel mills, the furnace and the blast Through the smoky factory cities, o'er the hot and dusty plains And the cushions they are crowded, on this Farmer-Labor train Listen to the jingle and the rumble and the roar She's rollin' through New England to the West Pacific shore It's a long time we've been waitin', now she's been whistlin' 'round the bend Ride on on into Congress on that Farmer-Labor train There's folks of every color and they're ridin' side by side Through the swamps of Louisiana and across the Great Divide From the wheat fields and the orchards and the lowing cattle range And they're rolling onto victory on this Farmer-Labor train This train pulled into Washington a bright and happy day When she steamed into the station you could hear the people say: "There's that Farmer-Labor Special, she's full of union men Headin' onto White House on the Farmer-Labor train."