I've travelled around 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 Just a-knocking 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 sweated for I've seen the seamen standing Idly by the shore And I heard their bosses sayin' "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 That the seamen sweated for I've seen the weary miner Scrubbing coal dust from his back And I've heard his children cryin' Got no coal to heat the shack 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've prayed we'd get together And together make a stand Then we might own those banks of marble With a guard at every door And we would share those vaults of silver That we have sweated for