Oh, Mother Earth,
With your fields of green
Once more laid down
    by the hungry hand
How long can you
    give and not receive
And feed this world
    ruled by greed
And feed this world
    ruled by greed.

Oh, ball of fire
In the summer sky
Your healing light,
    your parade of days
Are they betrayed
    by the men of power
Who hold this world
    in their changing hands
They hold the world
    in their changing hands.

Oh, freedom land
Can you let this go
Down to the streets
    where the numbers grow
Respect Mother Earth
    and her giving ways
Or trade away
    our children's days
Or trade away
    our children's days.

Respect Mother Earth
    and her giving ways
Or trade away
    our children's days.