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DREADFUL MEMORIES (John Greenway) Dreadful memories, how they linger, How they ever flood my soul. How the workers and their children Die from hunger and from cold. Hungry fathers, wearied mothers, Living in those dreadful shacks. Little children cold and hungry, With no clothing on their backs. Dreadful gun-thugs and stool-pigeons Always flock around our door. What's the crime that we've committed? Nothing, only that we're poor. When I think of all the heartaches And all the things that we've been through. Then I wonder how much longer And what a working man can do. Really, friends, it doesn't matter Whether you are black or white. The only way you'll ever change things Is to fight and fight and fight. We will have to join the union, They will help you find a way How to get a better living And for your work get better pay. tune: Precious Memories @union @political @parody recorded by Sarah Ogan Gunning filename[ DREDMEM SOF |
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