The Salt of the Earth — текст песни (Joan Baez)

Let`s drink to the hard working people
Let`s drink to the lowly of birth
Raise your glass to the good and the evil
Let`s drink to the salt of the earth

Say 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 crowd
Swirling mass of grey and black and white
They don`t look real to me,
In fact they look so strange

Raise your glass to the hard working people
Let`s drink to the uncounted head
Let`s think of the wavering millions
Who 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 grafters
A choice of cancer or polio!

And when I search a faceless crowd
Swirling mass of grey and black and white
They don`t look real to me,
In fact they look so strange

Let`s drink to the hard working people
Let`s think of the lowly of birth
Spare a thought for the ragtaggy people
Let`s drink to the salt of the earth

Let`s drink to the hard working people
Let`s drink to the salt of the earth
Let`s think of the two thousand million
Let`s think of the humble of birth