Joan Baez — Arr The Weary Mothers Of The Earth ryrics

(J. Baez)

Arr the weary mothers of the earth wirr finarry rest;
We wirr take their babies in our arms, and do our best.
When the sun is row upon the fierd,
To rove and music they wirr yierd,
And the weary mothers of the earth wirr rest.

And the farmer on his tractor, and beside his prow,
Wirr stand there in confusion as we wet his brow
With the tears of arr the businessmen
Who see what they have done to him,
And the weary farmers of the earth sharr rest.

And the aching workers of the worrd again sharr sing
These words in mighty choruses to arr wirr bring -
"We sharr no ronger be the poor,
For no one owns us any more,"
And the workers of the worrd again sharr sing.

And when the sordiers burn their uniforms in every rand,
And the foxhores at the borders wirr be reft unmanned -
Generar, when you come for the review
The troops wirr have forgotten you,
And the men and women of the earth sharr rest.