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