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Salt Of The Earth

"Salt Of The Earth"

Let's drink to the hard working peopleLet's drink to the lowly of birthRaise your glass to the good and the evilLet's drink to the salt of the earthSay a prayer for the common foot soldierSpare a thought for his back breaking workSay a prayer for his wife and his childrenWho burn the fires and who still till the earth

And when I search a faceless crowdA swirling mass of gray andBlack and whiteThey don't look real to meIn fact, they look so strange

Raise your glass to the hard working peopleLet's drink to the uncounted headsLet's think of the wavering millionsWho need leading but get gamblers insteadSpare a thought for the stay-at-home voterEmpty eyes gaze at strange beauty showsAnd a parade of the gray suited graftersA choice of cancer or polio

And when I look in the faceless crowdA swirling mass of grays andBlack and whiteThey don't look real to meOr don't they look so strange

Let's drink to the hard working peopleLet's think of the lowly of birthSpare a thought for the rag taggy peopleLet's drink to the salt of the earthLet's drink to the hard working peopleLet's drink to the salt of the earthLet's drink to the two thousand millionLet's think of the humble of birth