Salt of the Earth The Rolling Stones

[Verse 1: Keith Richards]
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

[Verse 2: Mick Jagger]
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back-breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires and who still till the earth

[Bridge: Mick]
When I search a faceless crowd
A swirling mass of gray and black and white
They don't look real to me
In fact, they look so strange

[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