let s drink to the hard working people let s drink to the lowly of birth raise your glass to the good and the evil let s drink to the salt of the earth say a prayer for the common foot soldier spare a thought for his back breaking work say a prayer for his wife and his children who burn the fires and who still till the earth and when i search a faceless crowd a swirling mass of gray and black and white they don t look real to me in fact they look so strange raise your glass to the hard working people let s drink to the uncounted heads let s think of the wavering millions who need leaders but get gamblers instead spare a thought for the stay at home voter his empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows and a parade of the gray suited grafters a choice of cancer or polio and when i look in the faceless crowd a swirling mass of grays and black and white they don t look real to me or don t they look so strange let s drink to the hard working people let s think of the lowly of birth spare a thought for the rag taggy people let s drink to the salt of the earth let s drink to the hard working people let s drink to the salt of the earth let s drink to the two thousand million let s think of the humble of birth