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Dollars your kingdom will come down
Dollars your kingdom will come down
I heard the voice of the hungry say
Dollars your kingdom will come down
Profit your kingdom will come down
Profit your kingdom will come down
I heard the voice of the workers say
Profit your kingdom will come down
Bosses your kingdom will come down
Bosses your kingdom will come down
I heard the voice of the union say
Satan your kingdom will come down
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Mary and the Soldier
04:12
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Come all you lads of high renown
That would hear of a fair young maiden
And she roved out of a summer's day
For to view the soldiers parading
They marched so bold and they looked so gay
Their colours flying and the bands did play
And it caused young Mary for to say
I'll wed you me my gallant soldier
She viewed the soldiers on parade
And as they stood at their leisure
Mary to herself did say:
At last I've found my pleasure
But oh how cruel Queen Anne must be
To banish my darling away from me
Well I'll leave them all and I'll go with thee
My bold undaunted soldier
Oh Mary dear, your parents' love
I pray don't be unruly
For when you're in a foreign land,
Believe me you'll rue it surely
Perhaps in battle I might fall
All shot by an angry cannonball
And you so far from your daddy's hall
Be advised by a gallant soldier.
Oh I have fifty guineas in bright gold,
Likewise a heart that's bolder
And I'd leave this all and I'll go with you
My bold undaunted soldier
So don't say no but let me go
And I will face the daring foe
And we'll march together to and fro
And I'll wed you, my gallant soldier
Oh when he'd seen her loyalty
And Mary so true-hearted
He said my darling, married we'll be
And nothing but death will part us
And when we're in a far off land
I'll guard you, darling, with my right hand
In hopes that God might stand a friend
To Mary and her gallant soldier
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Here's adieu sweet lovely Nancy, ten thousand times adieu,
I'm away upon the ocean love for to seek for something new,
Come and change your ring with me dear girl, come and change your ring with me,
That it might be a token of our love when I am on the sea.
And when I'm far upon the sea and you know not where I am,
Kind letters I will write to you from every foreign land,
The secrets of your heart dear girl are the best of my good will,
That let your body be where it might my heart will be with you still.
There's a heavy storm arising, see how it gathers round,
While we poor souls on the ocean wide are fighting for the crown,
There's nothing to protect us love or keep us from the cold,
On the ocean wide where we must bide like jolly sailors bold.
There are tinkers, tailors and shoemakers lie snoring fast asleep,
While we poor souls on the ocean wide are plowing up the deep,
Our officers command of us and them we must obey,
Expecting every moment for to be cast away.
But when the wars are over and there's peace on every shore,
We'll return to our wives and families and the girls that we adore,
We'll call for liquor merrily and spend our money free,
And when our money it is all gone, we'll boldly put to sea.
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The Miners' Lifeguard
04:49
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A miner's life is like a sailor's
'Board a ship to cross the wave;
Every day his life's in danger,
Still he ventures being brave.
Watch the rocks, they're falling daily,
Careless miners often fail;
Keep your hands upon your wages
And your eyes upon the scale.
CHORUS:
Union miners, stand together,
Do not heed the owner's tale;
Keep your hands upon your wages
And your eyes upon the scale.
You've been docked and docked again boys,
You've been loading two for one;
What have you to show for working
Since your mining days begun?
Worn out boots and worn out miners,
And your children looking pale.
Keep your hand upon your wages
And your eyes upon the scale.
In conclusion, bear in memory,
Keep the password in your mind.;
Our workers strength will not be broken,
When in union we combine.
Stand up tall and lstick together,
Victory for you will prevail,
Keep your hand upon your wages
And your eyes upon the scale.
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We bid you welcome, brother debtor, to this poor but nary place,
Where no bailiff, bum or satyr dares to show his frightful face.
Now, kind sir, as you’re a stranger down the garnish you must lay,
Or your coat will be in danger, you must either strip or pay.
Ne’er repine at your confinement, from your children and your wife,
For wisdom lies in true resignment, through the varied scenes of life.
What was it made great Alexander weep at his unhappy fate?
It was because he could not wander through this wide, strong prison gate.
For every island is a prison strongly guarded by the sea.
Kings and princes for that reason prisoners are as well as we.
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12 Dead in Everett England, UK
A low-down, seditious trio unearthing contemporary political resonances in the traditional music of England, Ireland,
Scotland and the US. Sweet harmonies of reason in a world deaf to exploitation. Songs to fan the flames of discontent and tell your boss to go to hell. We are all members of the IWW union.
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