Borderlines (Valerie Depriest and Gail Gingrich) I'm hearing how business is tough in America And they say the union's out of hand. But I read in the news today about the latest threat to my pay This is one thing I must understand. They're telling us that they cannot afford our wage As they turn their greedy eyes on distant shores. As patrols guard the borderlines and I'm standing in a picket line Corporate boardroom plans are formed to move my plant to Ecuador Where for fifty cents a day, a worker slaves her life away And then they tell me she's my enemy. At first I did not have the time to trouble myself with the world And it all seemed so very far away. But now I'm in a worried mood, Ucause hands need work and kids need food And I just got laid off today. They're telling us that it is just good business As foreign sweat spells profit like disease As patrols guard the borderlines and I'm standing in an unemployment line While in the Philippines, a mind grows numb from sewing seams Guatemalan hills of cash; a coffee picker's skull is smashed And then they tell me he's my enemy. Now I am finally putting it all together; Borderlines won't score my loyalty. They don't care who is the drone; hands of yellow, black, or brown. Profit is their only deity. As corporate hands of power reach around the world, They'll strangle any weak neck they can find. From the diamond mines of Africa to the fields of El Salvador, From the sweatshops down in Mexico to the wire slots in Tokyo, Sweat is sweat and blood is blood, and one day soon the time must come We'll stand and face our common enemy. Sweat is sweat and blood is blood, and one day soon the time must come We'll stand and face our common enemy. copyright Valerie Depriest and Gail Gingrich DS
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