David Crosby, Graham Nash - Fieldworkers

Текст песни

Digging in your fields
Pulling up your food
No matter how I feel, don’t do me no good
ЂњTreat me like a humanЂќ, is all I got to say
The man that I am working for won’t let me get away
I came across your border just to work for you
I give you all I got to give
What more can I do?
Don’t give me law and order
Tell me to stick around
While standing in the picket line
you try and shoot me down down
I come to your country to work on the land
Watching the seeds as they die in the sand
Fighting for your freedom with a hoe in your hand, fieldworker
Fieldworker
Digging in your fields
Pulling up your food
No matter how I feel, don’t do me no good
ЂњTreat me like a humanЂќ, is all I got to say
The man that I am working for won’t let me get away
Drums: Levon Helm
Bass: Tim Drummond
Electric piano: Stan Celeste
Acoustic piano: Graham Nash
Electric guitar: David Crosby
Electric slide: Ben Keith
Electric slide: David Lindley
Percussion: Russ Kunkel