[00:04.000]I've traveled around this country
[00:09.000]From shore to shining shore
[00:14.000]It really made me wonder
[00:19.000]The things I heard and saw
[00:23.000]I saw the weary farmer
[00:29.000]Are plowing sod and loam
[00:33.000]I heard the auction hammer
[00:38.000]Just knocking down his home
[00:42.000]But the banks are made of marble
[00:47.000]With a guard at every door
[00:51.000]And the vaults are stuffed with silver
[00:56.000]That the farmer sweated for
[01:05.000]I've seen the seamen standing
[01:10.000]Idly by the shore
[01:15.000]And I heard their bosses saying
[01:19.000]Got no work for you no more
[01:24.000]But the banks are made of marble
[01:29.000]With a guard at every door
[01:33.000]And the vaults are stuffed with silver
[01:38.000]That the seaman sweated for
[01:47.000]I've seen the weary miner
[01:51.000]Scrubbing coal dust from his back
[01:56.000]And I heard his children crying
[02:00.000]Got no coal to heat the shack
[02:05.000]But the banks are made of marble
[02:10.000]With a guard at every door
[02:14.000]And the vaults are stuffed with silver
[02:19.000]That the miner sweated for
[02:32.000]I've seen my brothers working
[02:36.000]Throughout this mighty land
[02:40.000]l've prayed we'd get together
[02:45.000]And together make a stand
[02:50.000]Then we might own those banks of marble
[02:54.000]With a guard at every door
[02:58.000]And we would share those vaults of silver
[03:03.000]That we have sweated for

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
Are plowing sod and loam
I heard the auction hammer
Just knocking 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've seen the seamen standing
Idly by the shore
And I heard their bosses saying
Got no work for 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've seen the weary miner
Scrubbing coal dust from his back
And I heard his children crying
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've seen my brothers working
Throughout this mighty land
l've prayed we'd get together
And together make a stand
Then we might own those banks of marble
With a guard at every door
And we would share those vaults of silver
That we have sweated for