The Unwelcome Guest Lyrics - Woody Guthrie

To the rich man's bright lodges I ride in this wind 

On my good horse I call you my shiny Black Bess 

To the playhouse of fortune 

to take the bright silver 

An gold you have taken from somebody else 

And as we go riding in the damp foggy midnight 

You snort, my good pony, and you give me your best 

For you know, and I know, good horse 

'mongst the rich ones 

How oftimes we go there an unwelcome guest 

I've never took food from the widows and orphans 

And never a hard working man I oppressed 

So take your pace easy, 

for home soon like lightening 

We soon will be riding, my shiny Black Bess 

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No fat rich man's pony can ever overtake you 

And there's not a rider from the east to the west 

Could hold you a light 

in this dark mist and midnight 

When the potbellied thieves 

chase their unwelcome guest 

I don't know good horse, 

As we trot in this dark here 

That robbing the rich is for worse or for best 

They take it by stealing and lying and gambling 

And I take it my way, my shiny Black Bess 

I treat horses good and I'm friendly to strangers 

I ride and your running makes my guns talk the best 

And the rangers and deputies 

are hired by the rich man 

To catch me and hang me, my shining Black Bess 

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Yes, they'll catch me napping one day 

and they'll kill me 

And then I'll be gone but that won't be my end 

For my guns and my saddle will always be filled 

By unwelcome travellers and other brave men 

And they'll take the money and spread it out equal 

Just like the Bible and the prophets suggest 

But the man that go riding to help these poor workers 

The rich will cut down like an unwelcome guest