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 [bad word] by greed 
And feed this world [bad word] 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.