Verse 1: Bm D Bm There's a farmer in a distant country working on the land D Bm A hat upon his head and a shovel in his hand F# G Till the soil plant the seed wait a while cut the leaf Bm And send another cup of tea to me Verse 2: Bm D Bm I'm a spoiled child of the great imperialist state D Bm I cannot kill my meat nor grow the food upon my plate F# G I never walked a mile to the well, when the tap runs dry to tell Bm What will become of you and me Chorus: C# Bm What will become of us, who will give us trust Em Bm F# G Will you believe me when I say I never loved profiting from your pain F# That I felt shame when I looked the other way Verse 3: Bm D Bm Woke up this morning, the revolution knocking down my door D Bm Those capitalist pigs? No, they don't live here anymore F# Slipped out the back door into my car how far can you drive how far Verse 4: Bm D Bm There's a farmer in a distant country working on the land D Bm Food turned into flowers for the uptown florist stand F# G What you saved another paid to turn his soil into sand Bm The world will not deliver on demand Chorus: C# Bm What will become of us, who will give us trust Em Bm F# G Will you believe me when I say I never loved profiting from your pain F# That I felt shame when I looked the other way
