Pastures Of Plenty Cat Clyde & Jeremie Albino

[Verse 1: Cat Clyde & Jeremie Albino]
It's a mighty hard road that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled a hard dusty road
Out of your Dust Bowl and westward we rode
And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold

[Verse 2: Cat Clyde & Jeremie Albino]
I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes
I slept on the ground in the light of the moon
On the edge of the city, you'll see us and then
We come with the dust and we go with the wind

[Verse 3: Cat Clyde & Jeremie Albino]
California, Arizona, we harvest your crops
Then it's up north to Oregon to harvest your hops
Dig the beets from the ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To sеt on your table your light sparkling wine

[Verse 4: Cat Clyde & Jeremie Albino]
Green pastures of plеnty from dry desert ground
From the Grand Coulee Dam where the water runs down
Every state in the union, us migrants have been
We'll work in this fight and we'll fight till we win

[Verse 5: Cat Clyde & Jeremie Albino]
Well, it's always we ramble that river and I
All along your green valley, I'll work till I die
My land I'll defend with my life if need be
'Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free