I apologize for the tardiness of this post and for all those keeping track this post should technically have been posted yesterday. Yesterday though was quite a busy day filled with working hard for the money (I did not prostitute myself so do not worry). So, in honor of the busy day due to working hard let us talk some hard work with the great folk pioneer Woody Guthrie. Guthrie did have it a wee bit harder. At fourteen he was left with his siblings in Oklahoma as his father worked to re-pay real estate debts in Texas and his mother sat dying of Huntington’s disease in an Oklahoma Hospital for the insane. Guthrie worked numerous odd jobs around his town until he realized his musical ability and began playing songs for coins or sandwiches. If anyone knows how to talk hard work it is Mr. Woody Guthrie. Enjoy the lyrics below:
While we are on the subject of hard work, I just wanted to tell you that I am a man who likes hard work.
I was born working and I worked my way up by hard work.
I aint ever got no where, but I got there byhard work.
Work of the hardest kind.
I been down and I been out
I been disgusted I been busted and I couldnt be trusted.
I worked my way up and I worked my way down
The Music Court 
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