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We have fed you all for a thousand years

And you hail us still unfed

Though there’s never a dollar of all your wealth

But marks the workers' dead.

We have yielded our best to give you rest

And you lie on crimson wool.

Then if blood be the price of all your wealth,

Good God, we have paid in full!

There is never a mine blown skyward now

But we’re buried alive for you.

And there’s never a wreck drifts shoreward now

But we are its ghastly crew.

Go and reckon our dead by the forges red

And the factories where we spin.

If blood be the price of your cursed

wealth

Good God, we have paid it in!

We have fed you all for a thousand years

For that was our doom, you know

From the days when you chained us in your fields

To the strike of a week ago.

You have taken our lives, and our husbands and wives

And called it your your legal share

Then if blood be the price of your lawful wealth

Good God, we have bought it fair!

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