Let's drink to the hardworking 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. Sey a prayer for the common foot soldier, Spare a thought for his backbreaking work, Say a prayer for his wide and his children Who burn the fires and who still till the earth.
And when I searth 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.
Paise your glass to the hardworking 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 His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows And at parades of gray-suited grafters, A choice of cancer or polio.
And 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, yeah
Let's drink to the hardworking people, Let's think of the lowly of birth. Spare a thought for the ragtaggy people, Let's drink to The Salt Of The Earth.
Let's drink to the hardworking 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's us drink to me salt of the earth Yes, Let's us drink to me salt of the earth Yes, Let's us drink to me salt of the earth Yes, Let's us drink to me salt of the earth Yes, Let's us drink to me salt of the earth Yes, Let's us drink to me salt of the earth Yes, Let's us drink to me salt of the earth Yes, Let's us drink to me salt of the earth Yes, Let's us drink to me salt of the earth Yes, Let's us drink to me salt of the earth
