《Pastures of Plenty》歌词

[00:00:00] Pastures of Plenty - Woody Guthrie/Pete Seeger (皮特·西格)

[00:00:01] Written by：Guthrie

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

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

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

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

[00:01:05] I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes

[00:01:10] I slept on the ground in the light of your moon

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

[00:01:19] We come with the dust and we go with the wind

[00:01:26] California Arizona I make all your crops

[00:01:31] Well its North up to Oregon to gather your hops

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

[00:01:39] To set on your table your light sparkling wine

[00:01:46] Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground

[00:01:50] From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down

[00:01:54] Every state in the Union us migrants have been

[00:01:58] We'll work in this fight and we'll fight till we win

[00:02:04] Well it's always we rambled that river and I

[00:02:07] All along your green valley I will work till I die

[00:02:12] My land I'll defend with my life if it be

[00:02:16] Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free