I've traveled 'round this country
From shore to shining shore
It really made me wonder
The things I heard and saw.
I saw the weary farmer
A-plowing sod and loam
I heard the auction hammer
A-knocking down his home
Chorus:
But the banks are made of marble
With a guard at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
That the farmer sweated for
I saw the seaman standing
Idly by the shore
I heard the bosses saying
"Got no work for you no more."
Chorus:
But the banks are made of marble
With a guard at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
That the seamen sweated for
I saw the weary miner
Scrubbing coal dust from his back
I heard his children crying
Got no coal to heat the shack
Chorus:
But the banks are made of marble
With a guard at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
That the miner sweated for
I've seen my brothers working
Throughout this mighty land
I prayed we'd get together
And together make a stand
Chorus:
Then we might own those banks of marble
With a guard at every door
And we'd share those vaults of silver
That we have sweated for