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    Arlo singing his daddy's song.

    Pastures Of Plenty

    It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
    My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
    Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled
    And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold

    I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes
    I slept on the ground in the light of the moon
    On the edge of the city you'll see us and then
    We come with the dust and we go with the wind

    California, Arizona, I harvest your crops
    Well its North up to Oregon to gather your hops
    Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
    To set on your table your light sparkling wine

    Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
    From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down
    Every state in the Union us migrants have been
    We'll work in this fight and we'll fight till we win

    It's always we rambled, that river and I
    All along your green valley, I will work till I die
    My land I'll defend with my life if it be
    Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free

    "Never have so few taken so much from so many for so long."

    by londubh on Mon Jun 23, 2008 at 05:49:26 PM PDT

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