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He Lies in the American Land - Woody Guthrie
Written by：Kovaly/Seeger
Ah my God what is this land of America

So many people traveling there

I will go too for I am still young

God the lord will grant me good luck there

You my wife stay here till you hear from me

When you get my letter put everything in order

Mount a raven black steed a horse like the wind

Fly across the ocean to join me here

Ah but when she arrived in this strange land

Here in Mckeesport this valley this valley of fire

Only his grave his blood did she find
Over it bitterly she cried

Ah my husband what've you done to this family of yours

What can you say to these children to these children you've orphaned

Tell them my wife not to wait not to wait not to wait for me

Tell them I lie here in the American land