Текст песни Joan Baez - The Salt of the Earth
Joan Baez - The Salt of the Earth слова песни
Let`s drink to the hard working peopleLet`s drink to the lowly of birthRaise your glass to the good and the evil Let`s drink to the salt of the earthSay a prayer for the common foot soldier Spare a thought for his back brealcing work Say a prayer for his wife and his children Who burn the fires and who stili till the earth When I search a faceless crowdSwirling mass of grey and black and white They don`t look real to me, In fact they look so strangeRaise your glass to the hard working people Let`s drink to the uncounted headLet`s think of the wavering millionsWho want leaders but get gamblers instead Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows And a parade of gray suited graftersA choice of cancer or polio!And when I search a faceless crowdSwirling mass of grey and black and white They don`t look real to me, In fact they look so strangeLet`s drink to the hard working peopleLet`s think of the lowly of birthSpare a thought for the ragtaggy people Let`s drink to the salt of the earthLet`s drink to the hard working peopleLet`s drink to the salt of the earthLet`s think of the two thousand millionLet`s think of the humble of birth