The Salt Of The Earth - Joan Baez



Letīs drink to the hard working people,

Letīs drink to the lowly of birth.

Raise your glass to the good and the evil,

Letīs drink to the salt of the earth.

Say a prayīr for the common foot soldier,

Spare a thought for his back breaking work.

Say a prayīr for his wife and his children

Who burn the fires and who still till the earth.



(CHORUS)

And when I search a faceless crowd,

A swirling mass of grey and black and white,

They donīt look real to me, in fakt,

They look so strange.



Raise your glass to the hard working people,

Letīs drink to the uncounted heads.

Letīs think of the wavering millions

Who need leaders but get gamblers instead.

Spare a thougth for the stay-at-home voter,

His emty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows,

And at parades of gray suited grafters;

A choice of cancer or polio!



Letīs drink to the hard working people,

Letīs think of the lowly of birth.

Spare a thought for the ragtaggy people,

Letīs drink to the salt of the earth.

Letīs drink to the hardworking people,

Letīs drink to the salt of the earth.

Letīs think of the two thousand million,

Letīs think of the humble of birth.



Mick Jagger and Keith Richard

Copyright 1968 by Abkco Music Inc.

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