[ti:Pastures of Plenty] [ar:Woody Guthrie/Pete Seeger] [al:The First Rays of Protest in the Twentieth Century, Vol. 1] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Pastures of Plenty - Woody Guthrie (伍迪·格思里)/Pete Seeger [00:12.02]Written by:Guthrie [00:24.05]It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed [00:30.03]My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road [00:37.61]Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled [00:41.09]And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold [01:05.78]I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes [01:10.55]I slept on the ground in the light of your moon [01:16.04]On the edge of your city you'll see us and then [01:19.93]We come with the dust and we go with the wind [01:26.69]California Arizona I make all your crops [01:31.09]Well its North up to Oregon to gather your hops [01:35.97]Dig the beets from your ground cut the grapes from your vine [01:39.60]To set on your table your light sparkling wine [01:46.56]Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground [01:50.04]From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down [01:54.78]Every state in the Union us migrants have been [01:58.80]We'll work in this fight and we'll fight till we win [02:04.27]Well it's always we rambled that river and I [02:07.84]All along your green valley I will work till I die [02:12.56]My land I'll defend with my life if it be [02:16.17]Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free