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Pastures of Plenty
Karen Dalton
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It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled this hot dusty road
Out of your dust bowl and westward we'll roam
Your deserts will smile and your mountains will scorn
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California, Arizona, we'll harvest your mind
Up north to Oregon we'll take in your crop
Dig the beets from your field, pull the grapes from your vine
Place on your table that light sparkling wine
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Well, it's always we've traveled this river that we mine
I'll keep on travelin' 'til the day that I die
This land we'll defend with our lives, need it be
Your pastures and prairies will always be
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It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled this hot dusty road
On the edge of your city you'll see us and then
We've come with the dust and we're gone with the wind
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