《Pastures Of Plenty》歌词

[00:00:00] Pastures Of Plenty - Odetta

[00:00:00] Written by：Woody Guthrie

[00:00:11] It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed

[00:00:20] My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road

[00:00:29] Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled

[00:00:35] Your deserts were so hot and your mountains were so cold

[00:01:05] On the edge of your city you'll see me and then

[00:01:11] I come with the dust and I'm gone with the wind

[00:01:25] California Arizona I work on your crops

[00:01:34] Well its North up to Oregon to gather your hops

[00:01:43] Dig the beets from your ground cut the grapes from your vine

[00:01:49] To set on your table your light sparkling wine

[00:02:03] Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground

[00:02:11] From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down

[00:02:19] Every state in the Union migrants have been

[00:02:25] We come with the dust and we're gone with the wind

[00:02:40] It's always we rambled that river and I

[00:02:48] All along your green valley I will work till I die

[00:03:03] Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free

[00:03:33] On the edge of your city you'll see me and then

[00:03:39] I come with the dust and I'm gone with the wind