Oh, Mother Earth, With your fields of green Once more laid down by the hungry hand How long can you give and not receive And feed this world ruled by greed And feed this world ruled by greed.
Oh, ball of fire In the summer sky Your healing light, your parade of days Are they betrayed by the men of power Who hold this world in their changing hands They hold the world in their changing hands.
Oh, freedom land Can you let this go Down to the streets where the numbers grow Respect Mother Earth and her giving ways Or trade away our children's days Or trade away our children's days.
Respect Mother Earth and her giving ways Or trade away our children's days.
