The Workers Song

B C#m/E B Oh, come on all you workers, who toil night and day C#m/E B F# By hand and by brain, to earn your pay B C#m/E B Who for centuries all past for no more than your bread C#m/E B F# B Have bled for your countries and counted your dead B C#m/E B We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die C#m/E B F# The first ones in line for that pie in the sky B C#m/E B And we're always the last when the cream is shared out C#m/E B F# B For the worker is working when the fat cat's about B C#m/E B In the fact'ries and mills, shipyards and mines C#m/E B C#m/E F# We'vе often been told to keep up with the times B C#m/E B For our skills arе not needed, they've streamlined the job C#m/E B F# B With sliderule and stopwatch, our pride they have robbed B C#m/E B We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die C#m/E B F# The first ones in line for that pie in the sky B C#m/E B And we're always the last when the cream is shared out C#m/E B F# B For the worker is working when the fat cat's about B C#m/E B And when the sky darkens, and the prospect is war C#m/E B C#m/E F# Who's given a gun and then pushed to the fore? B C#m/E B And expected to die, for the land of our birth C#m/E B F# B Though we've never a one lousy handful of earth B C#m/E B We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die C#m/E B F# The first ones in line for that pie in the sky B C#m/E B And we're always the last when the cream is shared out C#m/E B F# B For the worker is working when the fat cat's about B C#m/E B And all of these things, the worker has done C#m/E B C#m/E F# From tillin' the fields, to carryin' the gun B C#m/E B We've been yoked to the plow, since time first began C#m/E B F# B And always expected to carry the can B C#m/E B We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die C#m/E B F# The first ones in line for that pie in the sky B C#m/E B And we're always the last when the cream is shared out C#m/E B F# B For the worker is working when the fat cat's about B C#m/E B We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die C#m/E B F# The first ones in line for that pie in the sky B C#m/E B And we're always the last when the cream is shared out C#m/E B F# B For the worker is working when the fat cat's about