I wrote this song after your song and I'm hoping you won't mind
I had to change the music and I had to change the rhymes
I broke into your lyrics I guess it's not a crime
It’s an odd way of proceeding called writing through the lines
Try to catch me if you can I'm well disguised
Cause it ain't your song, it ain't your song now it's mine
In the days you did the same thing with Guthrie's songs alright
You taught me how to steal and you taught me how to write
There's no need to feel sorry, no need to be polite
Folk music was meant to roam through space and time
So it ain't your song, it ain’t your song now it's mine
I'm not claiming I invented counterfeiting peoples craft
The Greeks already did it, then the monks and then Godard
Nothing's lost, nothing's created is what I learned about the arts
If you love it then you own it et voilà
So it ain't your song, it ain't your song now it's mine
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