The Salt Of The Earth

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 two thousand million

Let's think of the humble of birth