Rob McHale

Rob McHale

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Folk - General | Statesville, North Carolina, United States
Total Song Plays: 1,467   
Member Since: 2002
   Last Login: 12/8/2019

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Plays:

50

Song Description

Empathy for migrant farm workers

Story Behind the Song

compilation of seeing and knowing the people over time from a distance and from a breath away, working beside them and handing them their pay

Lyrics

I was sitting on the hill
Watching the people in the fields
They were working the day
Trying to make it pay

And the fields they were green
But I wanted to set them all free
But they kept on going
For they are the keepers of the fields

As I sipped on some tea
And dined with my favorite lady
I couldn't help but feel
For the ones working the fields

As the day carried on
And the sun stayed right on us
I couldn't help but feel
For the ones working the fields

But all i could think of
Was something to set them all free
But I talked it over
And decided to let them all be

For they are the people
And they are the keepers of the fields
They are real people
And they are the keepers of the fields

They are real people
And they are the keepers of the fields

Song Length
4:12
Genre
Rock - General
Tempo / Feel
Slow (71 - 90)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Mood
Serene

Subject Matter
Birds, Cats, Kittens


Language
English
Era
1990 - 1999

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