We Have Fed You All for a Thousand Years 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 But 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 There's never a wreck drifts shoreward now But we are its ghastly crew Go 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 a week ago You have taken our lives, and our babies and wives And we're told it's your legal share But if blood be the price of your lawful wealth Good God we bought it fair. First listed printing Industrial Union Belletin 1908 copyrighted by Industrial Workers of the World (Wobblies) tune by Rudolph von Leibich see also We Have Fed Our Sea for a Thousand Years SOF
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