Mother Earth - Neil Young, Promise Of The Real

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.