Lyrics

[Verse 1: Keith Richards] 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 [Verse 2: Mick Jagger] 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 [Bridge: Mick] 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 [Verse 3: Mick and Keith] Raise your glass to the hard-working people Let's drink to the uncounted heads Let's think of the wavering millions Who need leading but get gamblers instead [Verse 4: Mick and Keith] 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 [Bridge: Mick] When I look in the faceless crowd A swirling mass of grays and black and white They don't look real to me Oh, don't they look so strange? [Verse 5: Watts Street Gospel Choir] 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 [Verse 6: All] 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 [Outro: Choir] Let's take a drink to the salt of the earth Let's take a drink to the salt of the earth Let's take a drink to the salt of the earth Let's take a drink to the salt of the earth Let's take a drink to the salt of the earth Let's take a drink to the salt of the earth Let's take a drink to the salt of the earth Let's take a drink to the salt of the earth