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Field Workers Song

アーティスト:Malvina Reynolds 

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Oh the grapes on the vine, They are heavy and they shine, What a bounty of sweetness they yield! But they never would appear To bring their comfort here If it weren't for the workers in the field. Chorus: The grower is a rich man, His house is large and fine, You think he makes his money From the grapes on the vine. But he coins it from the bodies Of the workers every one Who plant the crop and tend to it, Hoe it and bend to it, Under the burning sun. You pass on the road And wonder at the load Of braceros who work for little pay, But you never will know The row after row, And the ache and the heat and the spray. (Chorus) Your platters are filled From the fields we have tilled, And the fruit and the salads are


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