"Well, ain't nobody gonna eat none of my porridge and get away with it." So she takes a...

Woody Guthrie: [painting a sign] And the Mama Bear says: "Well, ain't nobody gonna eat none of my porridge and get away with it." So she takes a pair of sheep shears and she cuts every hair off the top of that little kid's head.
[Gwen says something and laughs]
Woody Guthrie: Yeah, ain't that something? Then, uh... old Goldilocks, well, she just... goes on back into the forest, and, uh... she goes to sleep for about twenty years, and when she wakes up, all her hair is growed back.
[Gwen laughs]
Woody Guthrie: [to Mary] Well, looks pretty good, don't it?
Mary - Woody's Wife: [from inside the house] It looks darn good. But... there ain't nobody around here gonna pay you to talk to them.
Woody Guthrie: Oh, now... that fella down at the gas station said I was the best fortune teller he had ever seen.
Mary - Woody's Wife: That weren't nothing but happenstance, and you know it. You could be making regular money with your sign painting, Woody, if you tried.
Woody Guthrie: Just ain't no sense on harpin' on it, Mary. It ain't no good.
Mary - Woody's Wife: You could do it, Woody. You could do 'em so special, somebody'd be sure and want 'em.
Woody Guthrie: [Woody picks up his guitar] Come on in.
Woody Guthrie: [Woody starts playing his guitar and singing] Talk it over, Lay your head upon my shoulder, She's my curly-headed baby, come from sunny Tennessee