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We have fed you all for a thousand years |
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And you hail us still unfed, |
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Though there's never a dollar of all your wealth |
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But marks the workers' dead. |
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We have yielded our best to give you rest |
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And you lie on crimson wool. |
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Then if blood be the price of all your wealth, |
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Good God! We have paid it in full! |
| [00:44.29] |
There is never a mine blown skyward now |
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But we're buried alive for you. |
| [00:52.74] |
There's never a wreck drifts shoreward now |
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But we are its ghastly crew. |
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Go reckon our dead by the forges red |
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And the factories where we spin. |
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If blood be the price of your cursed wealth, |
| [01:14.03] |
Good God! We have paid it in! |
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We have fed you all a thousand years- |
| [01:22.98] |
For that was our doom, you know, |
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From the days when you chained us in your fields |
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To the strike a week ago. |
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You have taken our lives, and our babies and wives, |
| [01:39.36] |
And we're told it's your legal share, |
| [01:42.96] |
But if blood be the price of your lawful wealth, |
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Good God! We bought it fair! |
