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Salt of the Earth

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	Let's	drink to the	hard working	peo	ple,	Let's	drink to the	lowly of	bi	rth.

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	Raise your	glass to the	good and the	e-e-	vil,	Let's	drink to the	salt of the	e-e-a-	arth.

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	Say a	prayer for the	common foot	sol	dier,	Spare a	thought for his	back breaking	wo-o-	ork.

Say a

prayer for his

wife and his

chil

dren,

who burn the

fires and who

still till the

earth.

	C#m	G#m	C#m	G#m	F#m
	And when I search a	faceless crowd -	A swirling mass of	gray and	black and white -

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	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.

Let's think of the wandering millions - who need 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 the gray suited grafters - a choice of cancer or polio.

And 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!

Let's drink to the hard working people, Let's think of the lowly of birth.

spare a thought for 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 think of the two thousand million. Let's think of the humble of birth.

Let's have a drink to the salt of the earth...