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Kris Drever
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Harvest Gypsies (Live)
In October we will come A hundred and fifty thousand strong When the picking's over we'll be gone They call us the harvest gypsies
We only came because we must We were driven here by dust And they won't even look at us We're only harvest gypsies
There's apricots in Santa Clare In Kern County, they have apples there And the grapes, they're growing everywhere For the harvest gypsies
In a walnut grove I met a man Who lost a child before San Fran We're strangers, they don't understand We are the harvest gypsies
The hardest that it's ever been Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I sold my blankets for gasoline It's only hunger I have seen Now I'm a harvest gypsy
The gondolas and railway lines Filled with men when it is time Drawn by the orange and the lime All the harvest gypsies
They hate it when their taxes rise And the squatter camps that they despise Without us they would rot and die Without the harvest gypsies
And the Holbrooks we were farming men And I dream one day I will again To miss the soil's a curious pain When you're a harvest gypsy
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