I Hate the Capitalist System

Sarah Ogan Gunning

"I Hate the Capitalist System" (karaoke)

"I Hate the Capitalist System" (sheet music)

I hate the Cap'tlist system.

I'll tell you the reason why.

They caused me so much suff'ring

And my dearest friends to die.

Oh yes, I guess you wonder

What they have done to me.

Well, I am going to tell you.

My husband had TB

Brought on by hard work and low wages

And not enough to eat.

Going naked and hungry.

No shoes on his feet.


I guess you say he's lazy

And did not want to work.

But I must say you're crazy

For work he did not shirk.

My husband was a coal miner.

He worked and risked his life

To try to support three children,

Himself, his mother, and his wife.

I had a blue-eyed baby,

The darling of my heart.

But from her little darling,

Her mother had to part.


The rich and mighty cap'tlists,

They dress in jew'ls and silk.

But my darling, blue-eyed baby,

She starved to death for milk.

I had a darling mother.

For her, I often cried.

But with these rotten conditions,

My mother had to die.

"Well, what killed your mother?"

I hear some cap'tlist say.

'Twas the debt of hard work and starvation

My mother had to pay.


"Oh, what killed your mother?

Oh, tell us if you please."

Excuse me, it was pellagra

That starvation did breed.

They call this a land of plenty.

To them, I guess it's true.

But that's to the rich, old cap'tlists:

Not workers like me and you.

"Oh, what can you do about it?

To these men of pow'r and might?"

I tell you, Mister Cap'tlist,

I'm going to fight, fight, fight!