Tom: G
G
[Verse 1]
G C
The sweat upon his brow and the dirt worked into his hands
G C
The dignity of labour upon a man's own land
G D/F#
The soil of his fathers passed on down through blood to hand
Am C D G
A man's right of birth to reap the harvest from his land
[Verse 2]
G C
The breaking of his back to keep his dream alive
G C
To work the change of season his instinct to survive
G D/F#
The planting of his seed and to see his harvest grow
Am C D G
Gives a pride to a man to reap the harvest that he sows
[Chorus]
Em
The land of the free, home of the brave
C G Bm C
The heartland of pioneers, the heritage of flesh and blood
Em
And along come the winds that blow through the land
C G Bm
With a price to pay for the working man, money talks and changes hands
C D G
And money reaps the harvest money demands, the grapes of wrath
[Verse 3]
G C
They can take away his freedom, they can beat him into the dust
G C
They can burn his home, run him from his land, and leave him out to gather rust
G D/F#
But they can't take away his faith and his honesty and pride and the
Am C D G D/F#
knowledge that he holds inside One day they'll reap the harvest, the grapes of wrath
[Chorus]
Em
There's hope in a man that nothing can destroy
C G Bm C
A man will endure anything for the dream that he holds dear
Em
And there's pride in a man who knows the truth
C
His faith in the earth he toils for
G Bm
His honesty for the air he breathes
C D
The truth of the harvest they will reap
G D
The grapes of wrath
[Outro]
G D
The grapes of wrath,
C C/B Am G
the grapes of wrath,
