《Pastures of Plenty》歌词

[00:00:00] Pastures Of Plenty - Harry Belafonte

[00:00:08] It's a mighty hard row

[00:00:10] That my poor hands have hoed

[00:00:16] My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road

[00:00:24] Out of your dust Bowl and Westward we rolled

[00:00:29] Blue deserts so hot and your mountains so cold

[00:00:42] I wandered all over this green growing land

[00:00:51] Where ever your crops are I lend you my hands

[00:00:58] At the edge of your cities

[00:01:01] You'll see me and then

[00:01:04] I come with the dust

[00:01:06] And I'm gone with the wind

[00:01:17] California Arizona

[00:01:20] I worked on your crops

[00:01:25] North up to Oregon to gather your hops

[00:01:33] I got beets from your ground

[00:01:35] I cut grapes from your vines

[00:01:38] To sat on our table's that light

[00:01:46] That sparkling wine

[00:01:51] Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground

[00:01:59] From the grand Coulee Dam

[00:02:02] Where the water runs down

[00:02:07] Every state of this Union us migrants have been

[00:02:12] We come with the dust

[00:02:15] And we're gone with the wind

[00:02:26] It's always we rambled that river and I

[00:02:31] All along your green Valley's

[00:02:33] I'd work till I die

[00:02:36] I traveled this road until death lets me be

[00:02:41] Cause pastures of plenty must always be free

[00:02:54] I's a mighty hard row

[00:02:57] That my poor hands have hoed

[00:03:03] My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road

[00:03:11] And edge of your cities you see me and then

[00:03:16] I come with the dust

[00:03:18] And I'm gone with the wind