Pastures Of Plenty Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[G]It's a mighty rough road that
my poor hand [Em]has o 'ered
My [G]poor feet have travelled
a hot dusty [Em]road
[G]Out of your dust bowl
and westward we rode
[Em]Your deserts were hot and
your mountains were cold
I [G]worked in your orchards
of peaches [Em]and prunes
I [G]slept on your ground,
meet the light of [Em]your moon
At the edge [G]of your city,
you see us and then
[Em]We come with the dust and
are gone with the wind
[G]California,
Arizona, I make all [Em]your crops
Then [G]it's north up to
Oregon to gather your hops
[Em]Take the b[G]eets from your ground,
take the grapes from your vine
[Em]To lay on your table your
light sparkling wine
Green [G]pastures of plenty
from dry desert [Em]ground
From [G]the
Grand
Coulee
Dam where the water [Em]run s down
Every state [G]in this union
has migrants that win
[Em]And workers must fight,
and we'll fight till we win
Well it's al[G]ways we ramble,
that river and I
[Em]All [G]along your green valleys,
I'll work till [Em]I die
This land [G]I'll defend with
my life if it be
[Em]Because pastures of plenty

[Outro 1]
must always be free
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