Pastures Of Plenty

Words and Music by : Woody_Guthrie

Recording #1 by Harry Belafonte:
Recording date: 1964
Playing time: 3:38
LP : LSP2953
Tape: FTP-1288
CD: 82876-62587-2, 744676-2

Recording #2 by Harry Belafonte:
Recording date: 1972
Master number: APKS-8492
Playing time: 3:28
45 : 74-0628 , 3-10743,

Recording #3 by Harry Belafonte:
Recording date: 1972
Master number:
Playing time: 4:47
LP:  VPSX-6077, SPS-33-572,

Also recorded by:
Ray Boguslav Monitor  MF359
Brothers Four CS8425
Woody_Guthrie Music Club MCCD067    
Bob Harter LST-7330
Odetta VRS-9066  
Tom Paxton    
Solas    
Wayfarers LPM2735  

Lyrics:

It’s a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
Out of your dust Bowl and Westward we rolled
Blue deserts so hot and your mountains so cold

I wandered all over this green growing land
Where ever your crops are I lend you my hands
At the edge of your cities, you’ll see me and then
I come with the dust and I’m gone with the wind

California, Arizona, I worked on your crops
North up to Oregon to gather your hops
I got beets from your ground
I cut grapes from your vines
To sat on our table’s that light that sparkling wine

Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
From the grand Coulee Dam where the water runs down
Every state of this Union us migrants have been
Oh we come with the dust and we’re gone, gone, gone with the wind

It’s always we rambled that river and I
All along your green valley’s I’d work till I die
I traveled this road until death lets me be
‘Cause pastures of plenty must always be free

It’s a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
Edge of your cities you see me and then
I come with the dust and I’m gone, gone, gone with the wind