Bettye Lavette - Salt of the Earth lyrics

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I wanna drink to the hard working people

Let's drink to the lowly of birth

I wanna raise my glass to the good and the evil

Let's drink to the salt of the earth

Say a prayer for our hard fighting soldiers

Give some thought to their life risking work

How about a prayer for their spouses and children

They keep the home fires burning and still till the earth

When I search a faceless crowd

A swirling mass of gray, black and white

They don't look real to me

In fact, they look so strange

Raise your glass to the hard working people

Let's drink to the uncounted heads

I wanna make a toast to the wavering millions

We need leaders but get gamblers instead

Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter

Whose empty eyes gaze at reality shows

And a stream of gray suited grafters

Give you a choice of cancer, HIV or who knows

When I look in to the faceless crowd

A swirling mass of grays, black and white

They don't even look real to me

In fact, they look so strange

Raise your glass to the hard working people

Let's drink to the salt of the earth

I wanna give a toast to the millions of people

Those who were born humble of birth

Let's drink to the hard working people

Let's think about the lowly of birth

Spare some kinda thought for all the homeless people

Let's drink to the salt of the earth

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Thanks to adrianna