Daddy Was a Migrant Worker

Daddy was a migrant worker
Mommy was a migrant worker
We would travel all around
Our house was any town

Daddy was a farmworker
Mommy was a farmworker
We would go across the land
Wherever they needed their hands
Their working hands, their honest hands

Daddy was a migrant worker
Mommy was a migrant worker
We would cross so many highways
We would go so many places

With their hands they picked the food
With their hands they built a dream
A dream that I would harvest
I think of them every time I eat

Apples (apples)
Lettuce (lettuce)
Oranges (oranges)
Veggies (veggies)

Apples (apples)
Lettuce (lettuce)
Oranges (oranges)
Veggies (veggies)

They were picking food for me
They were picking food for everyone

Mom and Daddy picked vegetables and fruits
And along the way they put down their roots
They were picking food for you and me
I think of them every time I eat

Apples (apples)
Lettuce (lettuce)
Oranges (oranges)
Veggies (veggies)

Apples (apples)
Lettuce (lettuce)
Oranges (oranges)
Veggies (veggies)

They were picking food for me
They were picking food for everyone



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