Letras:Dave Alvin. West of the West. Donook Now.

Who will take the coal from the mines?
Who will take the salt from the earth?
Who'll take the leaf and grow it to a tree?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me

Who will work the fields with his hands?
Who will put his back to the plow?
Who'll take the mountain and give it to the sea?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me

Don't look now, someone's done your starving
Don't look now, someone's done your praying

Who will make the shoes for your feet?
Who will make the clothes that you wear?
Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me

Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me