E. S. Nelson
|Conditions they are bad,|
And some of you are sad;
You cannot see your enemy,
The class that lives in luxury,--
You workingmen are poor,--
Will be forevermore,--
As long as you permit the few
To guide your destiny.
Shall we still be slaves and work for wages?
It is outrageous--has been for ages;
This earth by right belongs to toilers,
And not to spoilers of liberty.
|2. The master class is small,|
But they have lots of "gall."
When we unite to gain our right,
If they they[sic] resist we'll use our might;
There is no middle ground
This fight must be one round
To victory, for liberty,
Our class is marching on!
3. Workingmen, unite!