G C
The sweat upon his brow and the dirt worked into his hands
G C
The dignity of labour upon a man's own land
G D
The soil of his fathers passed on down through blood to hand
Am C D G
A man's right of birth to reap the harvest from his land
[Next verse as above]
The breaking of his back to keep his dream alive
To work the change of season his instinct to survive
The planting of his seed and to see his harvest grow
Gives a pride to a man to reap the harvest that he sows
G /F# Em
The land of the free, home of the brave
C G /D C
The heartland of pioneers, the heritage of flesh and blood
Em
And along come the winds that blow through the land
C G /D
With a price to pay for the working man, money talks and changes hands
C D G
And money reaps the harvest money demands, the grapes of wrath
[Next two verses as for 2nd and 3rd verses]
They can take away his freedom, they can beat him into the dust
They can burn his home, run him from his land, and leave him out to
gather rust
But they can't take away his faith and his honesty and pride and the
knowledge that he holds inside
One day they'll reap the harvest
The grapes of wrath
There's hope in a man that nothing can destroy
A man will endure anything for the dream that he holds dear
And there's pride in the earth he toils for
His honesty for the air he breathes
The truth of the harvest they will reap
G D G
The grapes of wrath, the grapes of wrath,
D C /B /A G
the grapes of wrath
