Let's drink to the hard working people
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Let's drink to the lowly of birth
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Raise your glass to the good and the evil
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Let's drink to the salt of the earth
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Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
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Spare a thought for his back breaking work
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Say a prayer for his wife and his children
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Who burn the fires and who stili till the earth
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When I search a faceless crowd
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Swirling mass of grey and black and white
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They don't look real to me,
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In fact they look so strange
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Raise your glass to the hard working people
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Let's drink to the uncounted head
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Let's think of the wavering millions
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Who want leaders but get gamblers instead
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Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter
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His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows
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And a parade of gray suited grafters
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A choice of cancer or polio!
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And when I search a faceless crowd
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Swirling mass of grey and black and white
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They don't look real to me,
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In fact they look so strange
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Let's drink to the hard working people
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Let's think of the lowly of birth
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Spare a thought for the ragtaggy people
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Let's drink to the salt of the earth
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Let's drink to the hard working people
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Let's drink to the salt of the earth
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Let's think of the three thousand million
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Let's think of the humble of birth
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The Salt of the Earth
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| Joan Baez |
