Let's drink to the hard working people Let's drink the the lowly of birth Raise you glass to the good and the evil Let's drink to the salt of the earth Say a prayer for the common foot soldier Spare a thought for his back breaking work Say a prayer for his wife and his children Who burn the fires and who still till the earth When I search a faceless crowd A swirling mass of gray and black and white They don't look real to me In fact they look so strange Raise you glass to the hard working people Let's drink to the uncounted heads Let's drink f the wavering millions Who need leaders but get gamblers instead Spare a thought for the stay at home voter Empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows And a parade of gray suited grafters A choice of cancer or polio And when I look in faceless crowd A swirling mass of rays and black and white They don't look real to me Or don't they look so strange Let's drink to the hard working people Let's think of the lowly of birth Spare a thought or the rag taggy people Let's drink to the salt of the earth Let's drink to the hard working people Let's drink to the salt of the earth Let's drink to the two thousand million Let's think of the humble of birth