Let's drink to the hard working p eople
Let's drink to the lowly of b irth
Raise your glass to the good and the e vil
Let's drink to the salt of the e arth
Say a prayer for the common foot s oldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking w ork
Say a prayer for his wife and his c hildren
Who burn the fires and who still till the e arth
And 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 your glass to the hard working p eople
Let's drink to the uncounted h eads
Let's think of the wavering m illions
Who need leaders but get gamblers inst ead
Spare a thought for the stay-at-home v oter
His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty s hows
And a parade of the gray suited g rafters
A choice of cancer or polio
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And when I look in the faceless crowd
A swirling mass of grays 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 p eople
Let's think of the lowly of b irth
Spare a thought for the rag taggy p eople
Let's drink to the salt of the e arth
Let's drink to the hard working p eople
Let's drink to the salt of the e arth
Let's drink to the two thousand m illion
Let's think of the humble of birth
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