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Salt Of The Earth [Rock and Roll Circus] The Rolling Stones
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[Verse 1: Keith Richards]
Let's drink to the hard working people
Let's think ofthe lowly of birth
Raise your glass to the good and the evil
Let's drink to the salt of the earth
[Verse 2: Mick Jagger]
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back-breaking work
Spare a thought for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires and who still till the earth
[Bridge: Mick]
When I look into this faceless crowd
A swirling mass of gray, blue, black and white
They don't look real to me
In fact, they look so strange, yeah
[Verse 3: Mick and Keith]
Raise your glass to the hardworking people
Let's drink to the uncounted heads
Let's think of the wavering millions
Who need leading but get gamblers instead
[Verse 4: Mick and Keith]
Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter
His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows
And a parade of the gray-suited grafters
A choice of cancer or polio
Let's drink to the hard working people
Let's think ofthe lowly of birth
Raise your glass to the good and the evil
Let's drink to the salt of the earth
[Verse 2: Mick Jagger]
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back-breaking work
Spare a thought for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires and who still till the earth
[Bridge: Mick]
When I look into this faceless crowd
A swirling mass of gray, blue, black and white
They don't look real to me
In fact, they look so strange, yeah
[Verse 3: Mick and Keith]
Raise your glass to the hardworking people
Let's drink to the uncounted heads
Let's think of the wavering millions
Who need leading but get gamblers instead
[Verse 4: Mick and Keith]
Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter
His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows
And a parade of the gray-suited grafters
A choice of cancer or polio
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