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Bouck White

"Are Labor's Sorrows Ne'er to Cease?" (karaoke)

"Are Labor's Sorrows Ne'er to Cease?" (sheet music)


Are Labor's sorrows ne'er to cease?

Must earth for aye be slave?

No! Socialists bring glad release.

They come with pow'r to save.

 

For Labor's sorrows soon shall cease,

The sad world's glad release.

O, give a cheer, He's drawing near,

Our mighty Prince of Peace.

 

We come, the trampled ones to raise.

In class war, we unite.

'Tis honest toil alone we praise.

For lasting peace, we fight.

 

For Labor's sorrows soon shall cease,

The sad world's glad release.

O, give a cheer, He's drawing near,

Our mighty Prince of Peace.

 

He's fortified in deepest trench:

The idle parasite.

While toilers at the weary bench

Live on in darkest night.

 

For Labor's sorrows soon shall cease,

The sad world's glad release.

O, give a cheer, He's drawing near,

Our mighty Prince of Peace.

 

But hearten one another up;

Let ev'ry tear be dried.

We'll drink of Fellowship the cup

And battle side by side.

 

For Labor's sorrows soon shall cease,

The sad world's glad release.

O, give a cheer, He's drawing near,

Our mighty Prince of Peace.


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