The Banks of Marble Lyrics

	作曲 : Rice
	I've traveled around this country
	From shore to shining shore;
	It really made me wonder,
	The things I heard and saw.
	I saw the weary farmer
	Plowing his sod and loam;
	I heard the auction hammer
	Just a-knockin' down his home.
	But the banks are made of marble,
	With a guard at every door,
	And the vaults are stuffed with silver
	That the farmer sweated for.
	I saw the weary miner
	Scrubbin' coal dust from his back;
	And I heard his children crying,
	"We've got no coal to heat the shack."
	But the banks are made of marble,
	With a guard at every door,
	And the vaults are stuffed with silver
	That the miner sweated for.
	I saw the seaman standing
	Idly by the shore;
	And I heard the owner sayin',
	"Got no work fer you no more."
	But the banks are made of marble,
	With a guard at every door,
	And the vaults are stuffed with silver
	That the seaman sweated for.
	I see my brothers working
	Throughout this mighty land.
	And I pray we'd get together,
	And together make a stand.
	Then we'd own those banks of marble,
	With a guard at every door.
	And we'd share those vaults of silver
	That we have sweated for.

	zuo qu : Rice
	I' ve traveled around this country
	From shore to shining shore
	It really made me wonder,
	The things I heard and saw.
	I saw the weary farmer
	Plowing his sod and loam
	I heard the auction hammer
	Just aknockin' down his home.
	But the banks are made of marble,
	With a guard at every door,
	And the vaults are stuffed with silver
	That the farmer sweated for.
	I saw the weary miner
	Scrubbin' coal dust from his back
	And I heard his children crying,
	" We' ve got no coal to heat the shack."
	But the banks are made of marble,
	With a guard at every door,
	And the vaults are stuffed with silver
	That the miner sweated for.
	I saw the seaman standing
	Idly by the shore
	And I heard the owner sayin',
	" Got no work fer you no more."
	But the banks are made of marble,
	With a guard at every door,
	And the vaults are stuffed with silver
	That the seaman sweated for.
	I see my brothers working
	Throughout this mighty land.
	And I pray we' d get together,
	And together make a stand.
	Then we' d own those banks of marble,
	With a guard at every door.
	And we' d share those vaults of silver
	That we have sweated for.

	zuò qǔ : Rice
	I' ve traveled around this country
	From shore to shining shore
	It really made me wonder,
	The things I heard and saw.
	I saw the weary farmer
	Plowing his sod and loam
	I heard the auction hammer
	Just aknockin' down his home.
	But the banks are made of marble,
	With a guard at every door,
	And the vaults are stuffed with silver
	That the farmer sweated for.
	I saw the weary miner
	Scrubbin' coal dust from his back
	And I heard his children crying,
	" We' ve got no coal to heat the shack."
	But the banks are made of marble,
	With a guard at every door,
	And the vaults are stuffed with silver
	That the miner sweated for.
	I saw the seaman standing
	Idly by the shore
	And I heard the owner sayin',
	" Got no work fer you no more."
	But the banks are made of marble,
	With a guard at every door,
	And the vaults are stuffed with silver
	That the seaman sweated for.
	I see my brothers working
	Throughout this mighty land.
	And I pray we' d get together,
	And together make a stand.
	Then we' d own those banks of marble,
	With a guard at every door.
	And we' d share those vaults of silver
	That we have sweated for.

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