Em G D Em [Verse 1] G It's a mighty hard row D Em My poor hands have hoed G My poor feet have traveled D Em A hot dusty road [Verse 2] G Out of your Dust Bowl D Em And westward we rolled G Your deserts were hot D Em Your mountains were cold [Verse 3] G I worked in your orchards D Em Of peaches and prunes G Slept on the ground D Em By the light of your moon [Verse 4] G On the edge of your city D Em You'll see us and then G We come with the dust D Em We're gone with the wind [Verse 5] G California and Arizona, D Em I made all your crops G And its north up to Oregon D Em To harvest your hops [Verse 6] G Dig the beets from your ground, D Em Pick the grapes from your vine G To set on your table D Em Your light sparkling wine [Instrumental] Em G D Em G D Em D G D Em G D Em [Verse 7] G It's green pastures of plenty D Em From dry desert ground G From the Grand Coulee Dam D Em Where the waters run down [Verse 8] G Every state in this Union D Em Us migrants have been G We'll work in this fight D Em And we'll fight till we win [Verse 9] G And it's always we ramble D Em This river and I G All along your green valley, D Em I will work till I die [Verse 10] G And this land I'll defend D Em With my life if need be G 'Cause my pastures of plenty D Em Must always be free