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Capo: 2 Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] Em G D Em [Verse 1]
GIt's a mighty hard row My poor Dhands Emhave hoed GMy poor feet have traveled A hot Ddusty Emroad
[Verse 2]
GOut of your Dust Bowl And westward Dwe Emrolled GYour deserts were hot Your mounDtains were Emcold
[Verse 3]
GI worked in your orchards Of Dpeaches and Emprunes GSlept on the ground By the light Dof your Emmoon
[Verse 4]
GOn the edge of your city You'll see us Dand Emthen GWe come with the dust We're gone Dwith the Emwind
[Verse 5]
GCalifornia and Arizona, I made Dall your Emcrops GAnd its north up to Oregon To harvest Dyour Emhops
[Verse 6]
GDig the beets from your ground, Pick the grapes Dfrom your Emvine GTo set on your table Your light Dsparkling Emwine
[Instrumental] Em G D Em G D Em D G D Em G D Em [Verse 7]
GIt's green pastures of plenty From dry Ddesert Emground GFrom the Grand Coulee Dam Where the waters Drun Emdown
[Verse 8]
GEvery state in this Union Us migrants Dhave Embeen GWe'll work in this fight And we'll fight Dtill we Emwin
[Verse 9]
GAnd it's always we ramble This riDver and EmI GAll along your green valley, I will work Dtill I Emdie
[Verse 10]
GAnd this land I'll defend With my life Dif need Embe G'Cause my pastures of plenty Must alwDays be Emfree