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Karl Denver
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Pastures of Plenty
It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled your hot dusty road
Up through your Dust Bowls and Westward we rolled
Through your deserts so warm and your mountains so cold
(Oh so cold, oh so cold, oh, so cold, oh, so cold)
I've wandered all over your sweet rolling land
Wherever your crops are I've lent you my hand
On the edge of your cities you'll see me and then
I come with the dust and I'm gone with the wind
(With the wind, with the wind, with the wind, with the wind)
California, Arizona, I've worked your crops
Then north in to Oregon to gather your hops
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I got beet from your ground, I got grapes from your vine
To set on the table light sparkling wine
(sparkling wine, sparkling wine, sparkling wine)
Oh, the wine!
Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
From the Grand Coulee Dam just where the waters run down
Every state of this Union us migrants have been
We come with the dust and we're gone with the wind.
We come and we're gone with the wind.
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