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J. McCormick

"Working Folk" (karaoke)

"Working Folk" (sheet music)


Oh, Working Folk, Oh can't you see
Your class still lives in slavery,
That you, yes, you, and you alone
Can the master class over throw?
And yet how hard it is to see
You cringing at your master's knee
To beg that which is yours by right
And you could have through your own might.

Oh, Working Folk, Oh, Working Folk,
The days may come; the days may go.
But till you organize to fight,
The master class won't grant your right.

Oh, Working Folk, you know we're right.
Come organize and use your might.
The Industrial Workers lead the way;
So, come and join our band today
For there's workers and children to be freed
From this life of slavery.
The mills and fact'ries claim their toll;
So workers, will you claim your own?

Oh, Working Folk, Oh, Working Folk,
The days may come; the days may go.
But till you organize to fight,
The master class won't grant your right.

Oh, Working Folk!

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