Lyrics
let's drink to the hard working 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, say a prayer for the common 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, swirling mass of grey and 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 head, let's think of the wavering millions, who want leaders but get gamblers instead, spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter, his empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows, and a parade of gray suited grafters, a choice of cancer or polio!, and when i search a faceless crowd, swirling mass of grey and black and white, they don't look real to me, in fact they look so strange, let's drink to the hard working 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 hard working people, let's drink to the salt of the earth, let's think of the three thousand million, let's think of the humble of birth
Song details
Artist: joan baez