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I've traveled 'round this country
From shore to shining shore
It really made me wonder
The things I heard and sawI saw the farmer working
Plowing sod and loam
I heard the auction hammer
Knocking down his homeThe banks are made of marble
With a guard at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
That the farmer sweated forI've seen the weary miner
Scrubbing coal dust from his back
I've heard his children cryin'
"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 forI'd seen my brothers working
Throughout this mighty land
I prayed we'd get together

And together make a standThen we might own those banks of marble
With a guard at every door
And we might share those vaults of silver
That we have sweated for
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Leo Kottke (born September 11, 1945 in Athens, Georgia) is a legendary acoustic guitar virtuoso who has developed a cult following of fellow guitarists and fans over the span of a 30-year career of recording and performing. Blending folk, jazz, and blues influences into a signature finger-picked style of syncopated, polyphonic music, Kottke's work pre-dated and predicted much of the New Age instrumental music movement, and is often considered part of the American Primitivism movement, partly because he was signed to John Fahey's Takoma Records label.

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