Acres and acres of row upon row, scratched in the face of the land Holding the hope of the seeds we have sown, deep in the cracks of my hands We come from places our children can't grow, some of us south of the border Seeking safety and wages and work, dignity, food and water
From harm may we be delivered Demand though we may be fired To meet and bargain together For all workers, clean and safe shelter And a cold cup of water And a cold cup of water
There is dust in my eyes my fingers will blister from poisonous water and air If I speak up the crew boss insists there’s hundreds to take my place here From Spring to the fall we all make the rounds from bunkhouse, orchard and field In 49 years I'll be under this ground waiting for next seasons yield
From harm may we be delivered Demand though we may be fired To meet and bargain together For all workers, clean and safe shelter And a cold cup of water And a cold cup of water
I trusted the grower's promise of work Lived months away from my home Now I yield little more than blisters and dirt and the weariness in me is growing If you think you owe my family no debt, let the fruit spoil on the bough 3 billion dollars of my toil and sweat are feeding your empire now
From harm may we be delivered Demand though we may be fired To meet and bargain together For all workers, clean and safe shelter And a cold cup of water And a cold cup of water Just a cold cup of waterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
