This is the song heard round the world.
“they were tones loud, long, and deep; they breathed the prayer and complaint of souls boiling over with the bitterest anguish. Every tone was a testimony against slavery, and a prayer to God for deliverance from chains.” — Frederick Douglass
In 1950, Woody Guthrie moved to an apartment building in Brooklyn. His landlord: Fred Trump, father of Donald. And yes, Woody wrote a song about it.
The legendary Bill Monroe sings “The Wayfaring Stranger,” a well-known American folk and gospel song likely originating in the early 19th century about a plaintive soul on the journey through life. … Continue reading →