《Pastures of Plenty》歌词

[00:00:00] Pastures of Plenty (Live) - Judy Collins

[00:00:03] Written by：Woody Guthrie

[00:00:11] It's a mighty hard row

[00:00:14] That my poor hands have hoed

[00:00:18] My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road

[00:00:26] Out of the dust bowl and westward we rolled

[00:00:31] And your deserts were hot

[00:00:34] And your mountains

[00:00:40] Were cold

[00:00:46] California Arizona

[00:00:49] I harvest your crops

[00:00:53] Then it's north up to Oregon to gather your hops

[00:00:59] Dig your beets from the ground

[00:01:02] Pluck your grapes from the vine

[00:01:05] To put on your table at light sparkling wine

[00:01:20] I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes

[00:01:27] Slept on the ground in the light of your moons

[00:01:32] On the edge of your cities you see us and then

[00:01:38] We come with the dust and were gone with the wind

[00:01:53] Green pastures of plenty

[00:01:56] From dry desert ground

[00:01:59] From the grand coulee dam

[00:02:02] Where the waters run down

[00:02:05] Every state in this union us migrants have been

[00:02:11] And we'll work in this fight

[00:02:14] And we'll fight

[00:02:20] Till we win

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

[00:02:33] All along your green valleys

[00:02:36] I will work till I die

[00:02:38] My land I'll defend with my life if it be

[00:02:44] For my pastures of plenty

[00:02:47] Must always be free

[00:02:59] It's a mighty hard row

[00:03:02] That my poor hands have hoed

[00:03:05] My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road

[00:03:12] Out of your dust bowl and westward we rolled

[00:03:18] And your deserts were hot

[00:03:21] And your mountains

[00:03:27] Were cold