
The Migrant Worker Jim Croce
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Pickin' wasn't easy
Kept you brown and thin
Been a child for every season
That the fruit was on the limb
Pack the truck, Maria
Tell the kids we're off again
Cross a dozen states or more
We'll teach 'em what we can
Teach 'em what we can
We can't do more
The land is good
But still the livin's poor
Harvest in September
Drought in mid-July
January's peeking
Through a white lace gypsy sky
March rolls into April
Then plant and pray for rain
Sweat like hell in August
Run the circle once again
AcRun the circle once again
And then once more
The land is good
But still the livin's poor
Kept you brown and thin
Been a child for every season
That the fruit was on the limb
Pack the truck, Maria
Tell the kids we're off again
Cross a dozen states or more
We'll teach 'em what we can
Teach 'em what we can
We can't do more
The land is good
But still the livin's poor
Harvest in September
Drought in mid-July
January's peeking
Through a white lace gypsy sky
March rolls into April
Then plant and pray for rain
Sweat like hell in August
Run the circle once again
AcRun the circle once again
And then once more
The land is good
But still the livin's poor
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