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The Song Of The Lower Classes

アーティスト:Martin Carthy 

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We plough and sow we are so low That we delve in the dirty clay Till we bless the plain with golden grain And the vale with the fragrant hay Our place we know we are so low Down at the landlord's feet We're not too low the bread to grow Too low the bread to eat Down down we go we are so low To the hell of the deep sunk mine But we gather the proudest gems that glow When the crown of the despot shines Whenever he lacks upon our backs Fresh loads he deigns to lay We're far too low to vote the tax Not too low to pay We're low we're low we're rabble we know Yet at our plastic power The mould at the lordling's feet will grow Into palace and church and tower Then prostrate fall in the rich man's hall Cringe at the rich man's door We're not too low to build the


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