GONE WITH THE WIND [ country/folk-rock ] Click Here for Music Video of this song Click Here for Free Song Download                         Heard ‘em say, “Get the wetback                         Shoot to kill, ask no questions"                         Idle hands, swift to mischief                         Public patrol, guns a blazin’                         From the hills of Mendocino                         To fresh groves near Miami                         Break our backs where you don’t want to                         Tomatoes, grapes, strawberries                               Don’t cry ‘bout where I’m goin’                               Don’t ask me where I’ve been                               Breezes of change are blowin’                               Here today, gone with the wind                         If all our exploited families                         Went on home to Mexico                         It'd ruin state economies                         In the fields only weeds’d grow                         From the dust of Oklahoma                         Burnin' desert in Arizona                         Sonoma vines of California                         Fields of plenty, hands empty                               No, don’t cry ‘bout where I’m goin’                               Don’t ask me where I’ve been                               Breezes of change are blowin’                               Here today, gone with the wind                         Hey, they call me Woody Guthrie                         I went roamin’, an' I went ramblin’                         ‘Cross a land made for you and me                         Golden valleys, shinin’ ocean                         The grapes of wrath are growin’                         Here today, gone with the wind                         Here today, gone, gone with the wind                         You know, the lion an' the lamb                         Gonna lay down together in a promised land                         An’ the lyin’ leaders of Babylon’s whore                         Ain’t gonna study war no more                         Gonna bow to the sick an’ poor                         Ain’t gonna study war no more * * Loosely based on works by Woody Guthrie, Margaret Mitchell, John Steinbeck, Bob Dylan and Isaiah, prophet of Peace and Goodwill.             Copyright © by Richard Aberdeen ASCAP Copyright © by Freedom Tracks Music ASCAP        No part of this material may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including printing, photocopying, recording or by any information storage or retrieval system, without permission in writing from publisher. Inquiries:  Freedom Tracks Records.  Essays entitled Revolution and Revolution -- Side B are open copyright and may be reproduced or utilized as often as one likes.