(Graham Nash)
Digging in your fields
Pulling up your food
No matter how I feel, don't do me no good
"Treat me like a human," 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've 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 came 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.
"Treat me like a human," is all I got to say
The man that I am working for won't let me get away
Digging in your fields
Pulling up your food
No matter how I feel, don't do me no good
"Treat me like a human," 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've 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 came 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.
"Treat me like a human," is all I got to say
The man that I am working for won't let me get away