《Pastures of Plenty》歌词

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Pastures of Plenty - Woody Guthrie[00:00:00]

Written by：Trad ArrGuthrie[00:00:01]

It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed[00:00:24]

My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road[00:00:30]

Out of your dust bowl and westward we rolled[00:00:38]

And your deserts were hot and your mountain was cold[00:00:41]

I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes[00:01:06]

Slept on the ground in the light of your moon[00:01:11]

On the edge of your city you'll see us and then[00:01:16]

We come with the dust and we go with the wind[00:01:20]

California and Arizona I make all your crops[00:01:27]

And it's north up to oregon to gather your hops[00:01:32]

Dig the beets from your ground cut the grapes from your vine[00:01:36]

To set on your table your light sparkling wine[00:01:40]

Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground[00:01:47]

From the grand coulee dam where the waters run down[00:01:50]

Every state in this union us migrants have been[00:01:55]

We'll work in this fight and we'll fight till we win[00:01:59]

It's always we rambled that river and I[00:02:05]

All along your green valley I'd work till I die[00:02:08]

My land I'll defend with my life if it be[00:02:13]

'Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free[00:02:17]

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