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An Anonymous Worker

"The Dehorn Song" (karaoke)

"The Dehorn Song" (sheet music)


The dehorn's nose is deepest red:

The one bright spot on his empty head.

To get his booze, he begs and steals;

Half-naked, he goes without his meals.

 

Oh, dehorn, why don't you get wise

And quit the booze and organize?

A sober mind will win the day;

The One Big Union will show the way.

 

And when the dehorn gets a job,

He's satisfied: the dirty slob.

A pile of straw will do for a bed

On which to rest his wooden head.

 

Oh, dehorn, why don't you get wise

And quit the booze and organize?

A sober mind will win the day;

The One Big Union will show the way.

 

To stick around and fix the job,

It never pierced his empty nob,

For fifty cents will get him drunk;

And fifty cents, a lousy bunk.

 

Oh, dehorn, why don't you get wise

And quit the booze and organize?

A sober mind will win the day;

The One Big Union will show the way.

 

And when the dehorn gets stakebound,

He starts to dream about the town.

He kicks about the rotten chuck

And never saw such a sticky muck.

 

Oh, dehorn, why don't you get wise

And quit the booze and organize?

A sober mind will win the day;

The One Big Union will show the way.

 

Oh, point to him with nose so red,

With tangled feet and soggy head,

For all this life to him will yield

Is just a grave in potter's field.

 

Oh, dehorn, why don't you get wise

And quit the booze and organize?

A sober mind will win the day;

The One Big Union will show the way.


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