《Pastures of Plenty》歌词

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

[00:00:23] It's a mighty hard row

[00:00:25] That my poor hands have hoed

[00:00:29] My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road

[00:00:37] Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled

[00:00:40] And your deserts were hot

[00:00:42] And your mountains were cold

[00:01:05] I worked in your orchards

[00:01:07] Of peaches and prunes

[00:01:10] I slept on the ground

[00:01:12] In the light of the moon

[00:01:16] On the edge of the city

[00:01:17] You'll see us and then

[00:01:19] We come with the dust

[00:01:21] And we go with the wind

[00:01:26] California Arizona

[00:01:28] I harvest your crops

[00:01:31] I have it's North up to Oregon

[00:01:33] To gather your hops

[00:01:35] Dig the beets from your ground

[00:01:37] Cut the grapes from your vine

[00:01:39] To set on your table

[00:01:41] Your light sparkling wine

[00:01:46] Green pastures of plenty

[00:01:48] From dry desert ground

[00:01:49] From the Grand Coulee Dam

[00:01:51] Where the waters run down

[00:01:54] Every state in the Union

[00:01:56] Us migrants have been

[00:01:58] We'll work in this fight

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

[00:02:04] It's always we rambled

[00:02:05] That river and I

[00:02:07] All along your green valley

[00:02:09] I will work till I die

[00:02:12] My land I'll defend

[00:02:13] With my life if it be

[00:02:15] Cause my pastures of plenty

[00:02:18] Must always be free