Salt of the Earth

Let's drink to the hard working people

Let's drink the the lowly of birth

Raise you glass to the good and the evil

Let's drink to the salt of the earth

Say a prayer for the comoon 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

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 you glass to the hard working people

Let's drink to the uncounted heads

Let's drink f the wavering millions

Who need leaders 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

And when I look in faceless crowd

A swirling mass of rays and black and white

They don't look real to me

Or don't they look so strange

Let's drink to the hard working people

Let's think of the lowly of birth

Spare a thought or the rag taggy people

Let's drink to the salt of the earth

Let's drink to the hard working 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