调：Ab major•
Verse 1
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I love those who labor I sing of the farmers
and weavers and fishermen and
miners as well.
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draw near me before you grow
was brought up in
A joy to my father,
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a joy to my mother.
My school days being over
I became a rover to
Russia and
China,
to
France and to
Spain.
I lived at my leisure,
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I lived but for pleasure and so none the wiser
to
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but with time changing
a friend he became.
For the joys of a lover can equal no other,
forever anew,
Good fortune attending,
we don't lack a living.
Our children a blessing,
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But to live amid plenty can only torment
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of the country belongs to the few.
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I join with the angry, I join with the hungry.
To hate and to anger, I am not a stranger,
I welcome the danger.
For I fear the fate of the rebels and
As the trial comes near if I find I can dare it
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no longer afraid.
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I stand with the many, I am not alone.
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