Testo Pastures Of Plenty

It`s a mighty hard road that myPoor hands have holdAs I travel along on this hard dusty roadOut of your dustbowls and this` where we roamYour deserts was hard and yourMountains was coldThe edge of your cityYou`ll see us and thenWe come with the dust and weBlow with the windGreen pastures of plentyFrom dry desert groundFrom the grand canyon down Where theWaters run downEvery state in the union us migrants have beenWe`ll work in this fightAnd we'll fight till we winIt`s always we rambleAnd river run downAlong your green valleyI`ll work `till I dieMy lands I`ll defend with myLife need it beFor my pastures of plentyWill always be freeGreen pastures of plentyFrom dry desert groundFrom the grand canyon down where theWaters run downEvery state in the union us migrants have beenWe`ll work in this fightAnd we'll fight till we winIt`s a mighty hard road that myPoor hands have hold