Salt of the Earth

Let's drink to the hard working people
Let's drink the the lowly of birth
Raise you glass to the good and the evil
Let's drink to the salt of the earth

Say a prayer for the comoon 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
A swirling mass of gray and black and white
They don't look real to me
In fact they look so strange

Raise you glass to the hard working people
Let's drink to the uncounted heads
Let's drink f the wavering millions
Who need leaders but get gamblers instead

Spare a thought for the stay at home voter
Empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows
And a parade of gray suited grafters
A choice of cancer or polio

And when I look in faceless crowd
A swirling mass of rays and black and white
They don't look real to me
Or don't they look so strange

Let's drink to the hard working people
Let's think of the lowly of birth
Spare a thought or 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 drink to the two thousand million
Let's think of the humble of birth