From Cape Cod Light to the Mississip`, to San Francisco Bay
They`re talkin` `bout this famous place, down Greenwich Village way
They hootenanny all the time with folks from everywhere
Come Sunday morning, rain or shine, right in Washington Square
An` so I got my banjo out, jes` sittin`, catchin` dust
An` painted right across the case: "Greenwich Village or Bust!"
My folks were sad to see me go, but I got no meanin` there
So I said, "Goodbye, Kansas, Mo. And hello, Washington Square!"
Near Tennessee, I met a guy who played 12-string guitar
He also had a mighty voice, not to mention a car
Each time he hit those bluegrass chords, you sure smelled mountain air
I said, "Don`t waste it on the wind. C`mon to Washington Square."
In New Orleans, we saw a gal a-walkin` with no shoes
An` from her throat there comes a growl, she sure was singin` the blues
She sang for all humanity, this gal with raven hair
I said, "It`s for the world to hear, C`mon to Washington Square."
We cannonballed into New York on good old US 1
Till up ahead we saw the arch, a-gleamin` bright in the sun
As far as all the eye could see, ten thousand folks was there
And singin` in sweet harmony right in Washington Square
Say how`s about a freedom song, or the ole` "Rock Island Line"!
Or how`s about the dust-bowl crop, or men who work in a mine?
The songs and legends of our land is gold we all can share
So come and join us folks who stand and sing in Washington Square