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Richard Brazier

"That Old Red Button" (karaoke)

"That Old Red Button" (sheet music)


Oh, it's oft when I am walking,
I have heard the workers talking
About the Industrial Union boys;
And in my travels all around,
In and out about the town,
Their dope at last has made me wise;
As I listened to their speeches,
In which they showed up those leeches,
Who are sucking blood from workers every day,
I determined then to kick in,
And to give the boss a lickin';
To myself, I then did say:

"I'll wear that old, red button, the Industrial Workers' button,
And I'll help them out in the fray;
When the fight is over, I shall be in clover,
When we win the eight-hour day."

And it's now when I am walking,
It is me that does the talking,
Since I joined this Union Grand;
And I speak out to the workers,
To unite against the shirkers
And get in the industrial band;
And I say: "Let's quit this piking;
'Gainst our long hours, let's be striking;
Organize for an eight-hour day."
And the workers sure do listen,
And their eyes with hope do glisten,
And together, they all say:

"I'll wear that old, red button, the Industrial Workers' button,
And I'll help them out in the fray;
When the fight is over, I shall be in clover,
When we win the eight-hour day.”

“I'll wear that old, red button, the Industrial Workers' button,
And I'll help them out in the fray;
When the fight is over, I shall be in clover,
When we win the eight-hour day."

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