Woody Guthrie — We Welcome to Heaven

We welcome to heaven Sacco and Vanzetti Two men that have won the highest of seats Come, let me show you the world that you've come through It's a funny old world, an' I'm sure you'll admit If you wear rags on earth, you're a hobo If you wear satin, they call you a thief If you save money, they'll call you a miser If you spend money, you live on relief If you work hard, of course, you are lowly And if you're a loafer, of course, you're no good If you stay sober, you're known as a sissy An' if you drink liquor, it goes to your head If you are fat, they'll call you a glutton If you stay skinny, they'll call you a runt If you laugh, they'll say you're an idiot An' if you cry, they'll ask you to stop If you chase women, they'll call you a wolfer If you don't chase them, they'll call you no good -- an' afraid If you chase men, they'll call you down-harden' (?) An' if you don't chase them, they'll call you an old maid If you eat your meat fried, they'll tell you to boil it Then, if you boil it, they'll say it should broil An' if you don't eat meat, and eat only green things They'll ask you what's wrong with the brain in your skull Well, if you work for wages, you support the rich capitalist And if you don't work, you're a lumpen to them And if you play the gamble, of course, you're a gambler An' if you don't gamble, you never do win If you stay poor, nobody comes courting If you get rich, well, you can't find a mate If you get married, you're wrecking your happiness And if you stay single, you walk to your grave If you die in your cradle, it's a sad misfortune If you live to old age, well, it's harder and worse If you read the papers, you know it is many That take their lives daily when they empty their purse There's traders, and trappers, and shippers, and hopers Sacco and Vanzetti, in America's fair lands There's hoppers, and croppers, and robbers, an' dopers And millions of folks with just two empty hands You come the straight road, Sacco and Vanzetti You fought with the lord on his most private grounds He hired his courts and his babblers against you But I'm here to say you went up and not down