I hate the company bosses, I'll tell you the reason why: They cause me so much suffering And my dearest friends to die. Oh yes, I guess you wonder What they have done to me. I'm goin' to tell you, Mister, My husband had TB.
Brought on by hard work and low wages, An' not enough to eat, Goin' naked an' hungry No shoes on his feet.
I guess you'll say he's lazy, An' did not want to work. But I must say you're crazy, For work he did not shirk.
My husband was a coal miner, He worked an' risked his life, To try to support three children, Himself, his mother and wife.
I had a blue-eyed baby, The darlin' of my heart. But from my little darlin' Her mother had to part.
These mighty company bosses, They dress in jewels an' silk. But my darlin' blue-eyed baby, She starved to death for milk.
I had a darlin' mother, For her I often cry. But with them rotten conditions My mother had to die.
Well, what killed your mother? I hear these bosses say. Dead of hard work an' starvation, My mother had to pay.
Well, what killed your mother? Oh tell us if you please. Excuse me, it was pellagry, That starvation disease.
They call this the land of plenty, To them I guess it's true. But that's to the company bosses, Not workers like me an' you.
Well, what can I do about it To these men of power an' might? I tell you company bosses I'm goin' to fight, fight, fight.
What can we do about it To right this dreadful wrong? We're all goin' to join the union, For the union makes us strong.