Bread And Roses

A E As we go marching marching in the beauty of the day, A B7 E7 A million darkened kitchens, a thousand mill lofts gray, A F#m D E7 Are touched with all the radiance that a sudden sun discloses, A D E A For the people hear us singing: "Bread and roses! Bread and roses!" A E As we go marching, marching, we battle too for men, A B7 E7 For they are women's children, and we mother them again. A F#m D E7 Our lives shall not be sweated from birth until life closes; A D E A Hearts starve as well as bodies; give us bread but give us roses! A E As we go marching, marching, unnumbered women dead A B7 E7 Go crying through our singing their ancient cry for bread. A F#m D E7 Small art and love and beauty their drudging spirits knew. A D E A Yes, it is bread we fight for - but we fight for roses, too! A E As we go marching, marching, we bring the greater days. A B7 E7 The rising of the women means the rising of the race. A F#m D E7 No more the drudge and idler - ten that toil where one reposes, A D E A But a sharing of life's glories - Bread and roses! Bread and roses!