Lyrics: William Wolff.
Tune: William Wolff.
Ten little sweatshops the bosses thought were fine;
The union organized one; then there were nine!
Nine little sweatshops working very late;
Another bunch of workers struck; then there were eight!
Eight little sweatshops stinking to high heaven;
The sanitary code got one; then there were seven!
Seven little sweatshops, you should have heard the kicks
The workers made about their pay; then there were six!
Six little sweatshops, the union made a drive
And picketed another; then there were five!
Five little sweatshops rotten to the core;
Another signed up with the union; then there were four!
Four little sweatshops, they’re going fast, you see;
One sold out to another; then there were only three!
Three little sweatshops, the workers vowed to sue
For back wages due to them; then there were two!
Two little sweatshops, another battle won
By union solidarity; then there was one!
One lonely sweatshop, our tale is almost done;
All of them were organized; now there are none!