[00:00.000] 作曲 : Unknown
[00:00.00]Pastures Of Plenty -Country Joe McDonald
[00:02.980]Guthrie
[00:04.320]It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands has hoed
[00:09.630]My poor feet has traveled a hot dusty road
[00:15.110]Out of your dustbowl and westward we rode
[00:18.760]And your deserts was hot and your mountains was cold
[00:27.159]I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes
[00:32.189]I slept on the ground in the light of the moon
[00:37.499]On the edge of the city you'll see us and then
[00:41.479]We come with the dust and we go with the wind
[00:49.629]California Arizona I make all your crops
[00:54.919]Well it's up north to Oregon to gather your hops
[01:00.79]Dig the beets from your ground cut the grapes from your vine
[01:04.119]To set on your table your light sparkling wine
[01:12.489]Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
[01:17.459]From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down
[01:22.879]Every state in this Union us migrants has been
[01:26.888]We'll work in this fight and we'll fight till we win
[01:35.258]It's always we ramble that river and I
[01:40.338]All along your green valley I will work until I die
[01:45.527]My land I'll defend with my life if need be
[01:49.477]'Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free