Keith Johnson, Deseret News
Bruce "Utah" Phillips performs at a 1960s folk music revival at Highland High School on Jan. 25, 2007.

Bruce "Utah" Phillips, an influential figure in American folk music who built a grass-roots following with his songs and spoken-word performances that hearkened back to the days of Woody Guthrie, died May 23 of congestive heart failure at his home in Nevada City, Calif., according to an announcement on his Web site. He was 73.

During his four-decade career, Phillips, who was once described in a Los Angeles Times story as looking "like an apt cross between Santa Claus and Karl Marx," offered highly scripted performances in folk venues and festivals around the U.S., Canada and Europe. With what one writer described as a "warm, folksy, comedically timed voice," he performed wildly inventive songs with subject matter ranging from love to baseball to the volatile history of the Industrial Workers of the World, the labor movement of which he was a lifelong member.

Over the years, his performing partners have included Rosalie Sorrels, whose early performances of his songs helped fuel his popularity, Kate Wolf and John McCutcheon. An accomplished songwriter, his "Green Rolling Hills of West Virginia," "Rock, Salt and Nails," "If I Could be the Rain" and "The Goodnight Loving Trail" have been covered by numerous musicians.

He gained notice in the 1970s for the novelty tune "Moose Turd Pie," but his work found a new audience in the mid-1990s, when Ani DiFranco remixed some of his spoken-word performances to create a folk-rap album. His collaboration with DiFranco on the 1999 album "Fellow Workers" earned them a Grammy award nomination in 2000 for best contemporary folk album.

The son of labor organizers, Phillips was born May 15, 1935, in Cleveland. He moved with his parents to Salt Lake City in the mid-1940s.

Phillips served as an Army private in Korea in the mid-1950s but returned to the U.S. disillusioned from the postwar social problems he had seen. According to his Web site, he began drifting around the country, rode the rails and drank heavily. He ended up back in Salt Lake City working at the homeless shelter run by an anarchist member of the Catholic Worker movement. He would later credit his time there as informing his philosophical beliefs.

Before leaving Utah in the late 1960s, he worked as an archivist for the state and ran unsuccessfully for the U.S. Senate on the Peace and Freedom Party ticket.

At the height of his career, he traveled to more than 120 cities and towns a year and, he once told a reporter, that's where his songs came from.

"I beat the streets a lot, and I listen to people talk. I'd be a fool to not take the chance to get out and talk to people. It's like being paid to go to school. Nothing happens inside your head but for something happening outside of it first," he told writer Jim Washburn for a 1992 Times story.

A diagnosis of chronic heart disease in 2004 forced him to curtail his touring.

Off the stage, he lived his activism in his community, creating rotating shelters for the homeless at area churches in Nevada City. He could often be found helping out in the shelters serving food and listening to the guests.

He is survived by his wife, Joanna Robinson; two sons, a daughter, two stepsons, three brothers, a sister and a grandchild.