Banks Are Made Of Marble

I've traveled round this country

From shore to shining shore

It really made me wonder

The things I heard and saw

I saw the weary farmer

Plowing sod and loam

I heard the auction hammer

A knocking down his home

But the banks are made of marble

With a guard at every door

And the vaults are stuffed with silver

That the farmer sweated for

I saw the seaman standing

Idly by the shore

I heard the bosses saying

Got no work for you no more

But the banks are made of marble

With a guard at every door

And the vaults are stuffed with silver

That the seaman sweated for

I saw the weary miner

Scrubbing coal dust from his back

I heard his children cryin'

Got no coal to heat the shack

But the banks are made of marble

With a guard at every door

And the vaults are stuffed with silver

That the miner sweated for

I've seen my brothers working

Throughout this mighty land

I prayed we'd get together

And together make a stand

Then we'd own those banks of marble

With a guard at every door

And we'd share those vaults of silver

That we have sweated for