歌手:Kim Taylor
专辑:《Little Miracle》

Fruit of My Labor （的劳动成果）-Kim Taylor
I crossed the line through the Mexican border
No law and no order did I find
I dreamt all night as we rolled asunder
Black clouds of thunder through the sky
The fruit that I pick will turn to gold in my pocket
My heavenly crown put upon my head
My children will play beside a ripened orchard
The good Lord above will do what he said
But you know what's in store for an old migrant man
The fruit of my labor never ends up in my hands
And that coyote dropped me here
And now I'm waiting on the corner
With just an old wooden 'cross in my right hand
How's your family back in Mexico
I have a son and a daughter
Gonna send them home some money just as soon as I can
But you know what's in store for an old migrant man
The fruit of my labor never ends up in my hand
I dreamt that I died while the fruit had all ripened
That Florida sunshine on their skin
And I stood at the gate
And I begged St Peter to let me
Go back and join in the harvesting
'Cause he know I could loving is the only love I know
And I find my salvation in the sweet older true
'Cause you know what's in store for an old migrant man
The fruit of my labor never ends up in my hand
I crossed the line through the Mexican border
No justice and no order did I find
And I dreamt all night as we rolled asunder
Black clouds of thunder through the sky