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Вуди Гасри.

Bound for glory (engl)






First Plume Printing, September, 1983

Copyright й 1943 by E. P. Dutton
Renewed copyright й 1971 by Marjorie M. Guthrie

LIBRARY OF CONGRESS CATALOGING IN PUBLICATION DATA:
Guthrie, Woody, 1912-1967.
Bound for glory.
Reprint. Originally published: New York: E. P. Dutton, 1943.

Scan, OCR proofreadin': T.A.G. a.k.a. Copper Kettle, November
2002, Ekaterinburg
Орфография сохранена. Все грамматические ошибки - автора. Рисунки -
тоже.
Просьба не исправлять. Наслаждайтесь - это одна из лучших книг из тех,
что я прочел..

SO LONG, WOODY,
IT`S BEEN GOOD TO KNOW YA
Woody Guthrie, 1912-1967

One of Woody Guthrie's last songs, written a year after he entered the
hospital, was titled I Ain't Dead Yet. The doctors told him he had
Huntington's chorea, probably inherited, a progressive degeneration of the
nervous system for which there was no cure known. For thirteen more years he
hung on, refusing to give up. Finally he could no longer walk nor talk nor
focus his eyes nor feed himself, and his great will to live was not enough
and his heart stopped beating.
The news reached me while I was on tour in Japan. All I could think of
at first was, "Woody will never die, as long as there are people who like to
sing his songs." Dozens of these are known by guitar pickers across the
U.S.A., and one of them has become loved by tens of millions of Americans:

This land is your land, this land is my land,
From California to the New York island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.

He was a short, wiry guy with a mop of curly hair under a cowboy hat,
as I first saw him. He'd stand with his guitar slung on his back, spinning
out stones like Will Rogers, with a faint, wry grin. Then he'd hitch his