I'm Going to Organize, Baby Mine (or Babe O' Mine)

Sarah Ogan Gunning

Originale

La versione di Woody Guthrie con The Almanac Singers, che si...

I'M GOING TO ORGANIZE, BABY MINE (OR BABE O' MINE) Oh, you're goin' to be surprised, baby mine. Oh, you're goin' to be surprised, baby mine. You're goin' to be surprised For I'm goin' to organize An' I'm goin' 'round the world, baby mine! Oh, I'm goin' to lead the workers, baby mine. Oh, I'm goin' to lead the workers, baby mine. I'm goin' to lead the workers For I sure can't be a shirker, Oh, I'm goin' to lead the workers, baby mine! These are miners' chilluns1 and wives, baby mine. These are miners' chilluns and wives, baby mine. These are miners' chilluns and wives, I'm compelled to save their lives, So I'm goin' to organize, baby mine! Oh, I'm goin' to write you a letter, baby mine. Oh, I'm goin' to write you a letter, baby mine. I'm goin' to write you a letter, When the livin' gets better. Oh, I'm goin' to organize, baby mine! Oh, I know that you'll agree, baby mine, Oh, I know that you'll agree, baby mine, Oh, I know that you'll agree, For I have to fight... [1] Children

I'M GOING TO ORGANIZE, BABY MINE (OR BABE O' MINE) I'm gonna write you a letter, babe o' mine, I'm a-gonna write you a letter, babe o' mine. I'm a-gonna write you a letter just as quick as times get better, But I've gotta get organized, babe o' mine! I'm goin' 'round this world, babe o' mine, I'm a-goin' around this world, babe o' mine, I'm a-goin' 'round it once and I'm goin' 'round it twice, And I'm a-gonna get organized, babe o' mine! I'm a-goin' to California, babe o' mine, I'm a-goin' to California, babe o' mine, I'm a-goin' to Californy, it's a rough and a teejus1 journey, And I gotta keep organizin', babe o' mine. I'm a-gonna leave old North Caroliner, babe o' mine, I'm a-gonna leave old North Caroliner, babe o' mine, I'm a-gonna leave old North Caroliner and I'm gonna catch me a boat to Chiner, And I gotta keep organizin', babe o' mine. See the sailors' kids and wives, babe o' mine, See the sailors' kids and wives, babe o' mine, See the sailors' kids and wives, I'm compelled to save their lives, So I gotta keep organizin', babe o' mine. Well, we've got to win this race, babe o' mine, We've got to win this race, babe o' mine, Yes, we've got to win this race, put the bosses in their place, And we gotta get organized, babe o' mine. It's that good old C.I.O., babe o' mine, It's that good old C.I.O., babe o' mine, It's that good old C.I.O., 'cause it's everywhere you go, So we'll just keep organizin', babe o' mine. Organize, organize, babe o' mine, Organize, organize, babe o' mine. Well, the boss'll be surprised when he finds us organized, So we'll just keep organizin', babe o' mine. [1] Tedious