words and music by Graham Nash

© 1975 Thin Ice Music (ASCAP)



Digging in your fields

Pulling up your food

No matter how I feel, don't do me no good

“Treat me like a human”, is all I got to say

The man that I am working for won't let me get away

I came across your border just to work for you

I give you all I got to give

What more can I do?

Don't give me law and order

Tell me to stick around

While standing in the picket line

you try and shoot me down down



I come to your country to work on the land

Watching the seeds as they die in the sand

Fighting for your freedom with a hoe in your hand, fieldworker

Fieldworker



Digging in your fields

Pulling up your food

No matter how I feel, don't do me no good

“Treat me like a human”, is all I got to say

The man that I am working for won't let me get away





Drums:  Levon Helm

Bass:  Tim Drummond

Electric piano:  Stan Celeste

Acoustic piano:  Graham Nash

Electric guitar:  David Crosby

Electric slide:  Ben Keith

Electric slide:  David Lindley

Percussion:  Russ Kunkel