This one's for the workers
who toil night and day
By hand and by brain
to earn your pay
Who for centuries long past
for no more than your bread
Have bled for your countries
and counted your dead
In the factories and mills,
in the shipyards and mines
We've often been told
to keep up with the times
For our skills are not needed,
they've streamlined the job
And with sliderule and stopwatch
our pride they have robbed
We're the first ones to starve,
We're the first ones to die
The first ones in line
for that pie-in-the-sky
And we're always the last
when the cream is shared out
For the worker is working
when the fat cat's about
And when the sky darkens
and the prospect is war
Who's given a gun
and then pushed to the fore
And expected to die
for the land of our birth
Though we've never owned one
lousy handful of earth?
All of these things
the worker has done
From tilling the fields
to carrying the gun
We've been yoked to the plough
since time first began
And always expected
to carry the can
SUMMER TOUR
June 11, 2010: N Myrtle Beach, SC - House of Blues
June 13, 2010: Manchester, TN - Bonnaroo Festival
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1 comment:
i'm all for bagpipes, but in garage band?
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