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Lyrics for Pastures Of Plenty by Guthrie Woody:
| | | Artist: | Guthrie Woody |
| | Album: | Miscellaneous | | Track: | Pastures Of Plenty | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 67 | | | | Lyrics: | PASTURES OF PLENTY
by Woody Guthrie
It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have
hoed
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we
rolled
And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold
I worked in your
orchards of peaches and prunes
I slept on the ground in the light of the moon
On the edge
of the city you'll see us and then
We come with the dust and we go with the
wind
California, Arizona, I harvest your crops
Well its North up to Oregon to gather
your hops
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your
table your light sparkling wine
Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
From
the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down
Every state in the Union us migrants have
been
We'll work in this fight and we'll fight till we win
It's always we rambled,
that river and I
All along your green valley, I will work till I die
My land I'll defend
with my life if need be
Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free
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