Alison Krauss & Union Station - Pastures Of Plenty Lyrics
Well, it's always we ramble, this river and IAll along your green valleys, I work till I dieMy land I'll defend with my life need it be'Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free.Green pastures of plenty from dry desert groundFrom the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run downEvery state in this union us migrants have beenLord, we come with the dust and we go with the wind.California, Arizona, I harvest your cropsThen it's on up North to Oregon to gather your hogsTake the beet from your ground, cut the grapes from your vineJust to place on your table your that light, sparkling wine.Well, it's always we ramble, this river and IAll along your green valleys, I work till I dieMy land I'll defend with my life need it be'Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free...