《Pastures Of Plenty》歌词

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

[00:00:24] It's a mighty hard row

[00:00:26] That my poor hands have hoed

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

[00:00:38] Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled

[00:00:42] And your deserts were hot

[00:00:44] And your mountains were cold

[00:01:07] I worked in your orchards

[00:01:09] Of peaches and prunes

[00:01:11] I slept on the ground

[00:01:13] In the light of the moon

[00:01:17] On the edge of the city

[00:01:19] You'll see us and then

[00:01:21] We come with the dust

[00:01:23] And we go with the wind

[00:01:27] California Arizona

[00:01:30] I harvest your crops

[00:01:32] Well it's North up to Oregon

[00:01:34] To gather your hops

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

[00:01:38] Cut the grapes from your vine

[00:01:40] To set on your table

[00:01:43] Your light sparkling wine

[00:01:47] Green pastures of plenty

[00:01:49] From dry desert ground

[00:01:51] From the Grand Coulee Dam

[00:01:53] Where the waters run down

[00:01:56] Every state in the Union

[00:01:57] Us migrants have been

[00:02:00] We'll work in this fight

[00:02:01] And we'll fight till we win

[00:02:05] It's always we rambled

[00:02:07] That river and I

[00:02:08] All along your green valley

[00:02:10] I will work till I die

[00:02:14] My land I'll defend

[00:02:14] With my life if it be

[00:02:17] Cause my pastures of plenty

[00:02:19] Must always be free