Lyrics Woody Guthrie – The Blinding Of Isaac Woodard
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My name is Isaac Woodard, my tale I’ll tell you
I’m sure it’ll sound so terrible you might not think it true
I joined up with the Army, they sent me overseas
Through the battles of New Guinea and in the Philippines
On the 13th day of February of 1946
They sent me to Atlanta and I got my discharge pin
I caught the bus for Winsboro, going to meet my wife
Then we were coming to New York City to visit my parents both
About an hour out of Atlanta, the sun was going down
We stopped the bus at a drugstore in a little country town
I walked up to the driver and I looked him in the eye
«I’d like to go to the washroom, if you think we got time»
The driver started cursing, and then he hollered, «No!»
So, then I cussed right back at him, and really got him told
He said, «If you will hurry, I guess I’ll take the time!»
It was in a few short minutes we was rolling down the line
We rolled for thirty minutes, I watched the shacks and trees
I thought of my wife in Winsboro waiting there for me
In Aiken, South Carolina, the driver he jumped out
He came back with a policeman to take me off the bus
«Listen, Mr. Policeman,» I started to explain
«I did not cause no trouble, and I did not raise no cain»
He hit me with his billy, he cursed me up and down
«Shut up, you black bastard»; and he walked me down in town
As we walked along the sidewalk, my right arm he did twist
I knew he wanted me to fight back, but I never did resist
«Have you your Army discharge?» I told him, yes, I had
He pasted me with his loaded stick down across my head
I grabbed his stick and we had a little run, and had a little wrastle
When another cop run up with a gun and jumped into the battle
So I figured to drop that loaded sap was the best thing I could do
They beat me about the head and face and left a bloody trail
All down along the sidewalk to the iron door of the jail
He knocked me down upon the ground and he poked me in the eyes
When I woke up next morning, I found my eyes were blind
They drug me to the courtroom, and I could not see the judge
He fined me fifty dollars for raising all the fuss
The doctor finally got there but it took him two whole days
He handed me some drops and salve and told me to treat myself
It’s now you’ve heard my story, there’s one thing I can’t see
How you could treat a human like they have treated me
I thought I fought on the islands to get rid of their kind
But I can see the fight lots plainer now that I am blind