rope hope and cope

  Mountain meadow cows are callin,
  "Does this seem real?"
   mountain maidens feet are reelin'
   kneel still and feel

 you've got to have love
 Good Love

    in the meadow pastures
   where the poor bend their backs
    the feet are first
    to dive into the fertile earth
    they pull the weight of the work
    on broad dark shoulders

   on broad dark shoulders
   they pull the weight of the work
   to dive into the fertile earth
   their feet are first
   in the meadow pastures
   where the poor bend their backs

  the work ends with the suns silence
  "When I grow up
   I want to be a hard working peasant-
   My Back
   shall be the back
   that the empire is built upon"

   Sweet sleep

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