I've traveled round this country
from shore to shining shore
and it really made me wonder
all the things I heard and saw.
I saw the poor dirt farmer
And I heard the auction hammer
comin' knockin' down his home
But the banks are made of marble
with a guard at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
that the farmer's sweatin' for
standing idly by the shore
And I heard the bosses saying,
Got no work for you no more
But the banks are made of marble
With a guard at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
Got the semen sweated for
Scrubbing coal dust from his back
And I heard his children crying
Got no coal to heat our shack
But the banks are made of marble
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
That the miners sweated for
And I saw the soldiers march
Thousands dead and billions wasted
And they keep on wasting more
But I've seen my people working
Throughout this mighty land
And I pray we get together
And together make a stand
Then we'll own those banks of marble
And we'll open every door
And we'll share those vaults of silver
That we all have sweated for
Yeah, the banks are made of marble
With a guard at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
That we all have sweated for