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.