A Picture From Life's Other Side - Woody Guthrie

In the world’s mighty gallery of pictures

There are scenes that are painted from life

Scenes of youth and of beauty

Scenes of hardship and strife

Scenes of wealth and of plenty

Old age and the blushing young bride

Hang on the wall but the saddest of all

Is a pictures from life’s other side

A picture from life’s other side

Someone has fell by the way

And a life has gone out with the tide

That might have been happy someday

Some poor mother at home

Is watching and a-waiting alone

Longing to hear from her loved one, so dear

That’s a picture from life’s other side

Now the first scene is one of two brothers

Their paths them both differently led

One lived in luxury and riches

And the other one begged for his bread

One night they met on the highway

«Your money or life, sir», one cried

And then with his knife took his own brother’s life

That’s a picture from life’s other side

The next scene is that of a gambler

Who had lost all his money at play

An' he draws his dead mother’s ring from his finger

That she wore long ago on her wedding day

It’s his last earthly treasure but he stakes it

Then he bows his head that his shame he may hide

But, when they lifted his head they found he was dead

That’s a picture from life’s other side

A picture from life’s other side

Someone has fell by the way

And a life has gone out with the tide

That might have been happy someday

Some poor mother at home

Is watching and a-waiting alone

Longing to hear from her loved one, so dear

That’s a picture from life’s other side

Now the last scene is down by the river

Of a heart broken mother and babe

In the harbor light glare see them shiver

Outcasts that no one will save

Once she was once a true woman

Somebody’s darlin' and pride

God help her, she leaps for there’s no one to weep

That’s a picture from life’s other side

A picture from life’s other side

Someone has fell by the way

And a life has gone out with the tide

That might have been happy someday

Some poor mother at home

Is watching and a-waiting alone

Longing to hear from her loved one, so dear

That’s a picture from life’s other side