Pastures Of Plenty chords
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Capo 2
[VERSE 1]
[C]It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have [Am]hoed
[C]My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty [Am]road
[C]Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we [Am]rolled
[C]And your deserts were hot and your mountains were [Am]cold
[VERSE 2]
[C]California, Arizona, I harvest your [Am]crops
[C]Well its North up to Oregon to gather your [Am]hops
[C]Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your [Am]vine
[C]To set on your table your light sparkling [Am]wine
[Verse 3a] - On Minnesota Tapes
[C]I worked in your orchards of peaches and [Am]prunes
[C]I slept on the ground in the light of the [Am]moon
[C]Every state in the Union us migrants have [Am]been
We'll work in this [C]fight and we'll fight till we [Am]win
[Verse 3b] - On Gaslight Recording
[C]I slept on the ground in the light of the [Am]moon
[C]I worked in your orchards of peaches and [Am]prunes
[C]Wherever your crops are, I'll lend you my [Am]hand
[C]I'll ramble all over your green growing [Am]land
[VERSE 4]
[C]Green pastures of plenty from dry desert [Am]ground
[C]From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run [Am]down
[C]Every state in the Union us migrants have [Am]been
[C]We come with the dust and we go with the [Am]wind
[VERSE 5]
[C]It's always we rambled, that river and [Am]I
[C]All along your green valley, I will work till I [Am]die
[C]This land I'll defend with my life if nee[Am]d be
Cause my [C]pastures of plenty must always be [Am]free
[VERSE 1]
[C]It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have [Am]hoed
[C]My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty [Am]road
[C]Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we [Am]rolled
[C]And your deserts were hot and your mountains were [Am]cold
[VERSE 2]
[C]California, Arizona, I harvest your [Am]crops
[C]Well its North up to Oregon to gather your [Am]hops
[C]Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your [Am]vine
[C]To set on your table your light sparkling [Am]wine
[Verse 3a] - On Minnesota Tapes
[C]I worked in your orchards of peaches and [Am]prunes
[C]I slept on the ground in the light of the [Am]moon
[C]Every state in the Union us migrants have [Am]been
We'll work in this [C]fight and we'll fight till we [Am]win
[Verse 3b] - On Gaslight Recording
[C]I slept on the ground in the light of the [Am]moon
[C]I worked in your orchards of peaches and [Am]prunes
[C]Wherever your crops are, I'll lend you my [Am]hand
[C]I'll ramble all over your green growing [Am]land
[VERSE 4]
[C]Green pastures of plenty from dry desert [Am]ground
[C]From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run [Am]down
[C]Every state in the Union us migrants have [Am]been
[C]We come with the dust and we go with the [Am]wind
[VERSE 5]
[C]It's always we rambled, that river and [Am]I
[C]All along your green valley, I will work till I [Am]die
[C]This land I'll defend with my life if nee[Am]d be
Cause my [C]pastures of plenty must always be [Am]free
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