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Iâve been around since the days of old Iâll stick around for years untold Iâve faced the fires, and Iâve seen the rain Iâve felt some pleasure, and all the pain Seen my brotherâs blood fall into the sand Shed by his neighborâs hand We are the people of the land And we ainât, and we ainât gonna die away Silk and thread make a noble man But it donât put the scars across his hand A long gray beard and a wise old face Wonât be seen in your fancy place Though my brothers are falling all around You ainât gonna keep us down We are the people of the land And we ainât, and we ainât gonna die away Weâre tilling up the land and weâre staying strong Weâre gonna be around when your moneyâs gone Thereâll be a time when you can hear them say âHere come the people of the land, Weâll be fortunate to be one of them one dayâ We are the people of the land