[1] Well it's always we ramble this river and I
All along your green valleys I work 'til I die
My land I'll defend with my life need it be
'Cause my pastures of plenty must [5] always be [1] free
Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down
Every state in this union us migrants have been
Lord we come with the dust and we go with the wind
California Arizona I harvest your crops
Then it's on up North to Oregon to gather your hogs
Take the beet from your ground cut the grapes from your vine
Just to place on your table your that light sparkling wine
[1] Well it's always we ramble this river and I
All along your green valleys I work 'til I die
My land I'll defend with my life need it be
'Cause my pastures of plenty must [5] always be [1] free
Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down
Every state in this union us migrants have been
Lord we come with the dust and we go with the wind
California Arizona I harvest your crops
Then it's on up North to Oregon to gather your hogs
Take the beet from your ground cut the grapes from your vine
Just to place on your table your that light sparkling wine
| Songwriter(s): |
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Woody Guthrie |
| Band/Artist: |
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Alison Krauss and Union Station |
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