Salt Of The Earth - 50th Anniversary Edition

Lyrics for Salt Of The Earth - 50th Anniversary Edition

Let's drink to the hard workin' people Let's drink to the lowly of birth Raise your glass to the good and the evil Let's drink to the salt of the earth Say a prayer for the common foot soldier Spare a thought for his back breaking work Say a prayer for his wife and his children Who burn the fires and who still till the earth And when I search a faceless crowd A swirling mass of gray and black and white They don't look real to me In fact, they look so strange Raise your glass to the hard workin' people Let's drink to the uncounted heads Let's think of the wavering millions Who need leading, but get gamblers instead Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter Empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows And a parade of gray suited grafters A choice of cancer or polio When I look into the faceless crowd A swirling mass of grays and black and white They don't look real to me Oh don't they look so strange Let's drink to the hard workin' people Let's think of the lowly of birth Spare a thought for the rag-tagged people Let's drink to the salt of the earth Let's drink to the hard workin' people Let's drink to the salt of the earth Let's drink to the two thousand million Let's think of the humble of birth Yes let us drink, to the salt of the earth Yes let us drink, to the salt of the earth Yes let us drink, to the salt of the earth Yes let us drink, to the salt of the earth Yes let us drink, to the salt of the earth Yes let us drink, to the salt of the earth Yes let us drink, to the salt of the earth Yes let us drink, to the salt of the earth