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G C Now, if you want higher wages let me tell you what to do D7 G You got to talk to the workers in the shop with you. C You got to build you a union, got to make it strong, D7 But if you all stick together, boys, it won't be long. G C You get shorter hours, better working conditions, D7 G Vacations with pay. Take your kids to the seashore. [Verse] G C It ain't quite this simple, so I better explain D7 G Just why you got to ride on the union train. C 'Cause if you wait for the boss to raise your pay, D7 We'll all be a-waitin' 'til Judgment Day. G C We'll all be buried, gone to heaven, D7 G St. Peter'll be the straw boss then. [Verse] G C Now you know you're underpaid but the boss says you ain't; D7 G He speeds up the work 'til you're 'bout to faint. C You may be down and out, but you ain't beaten, D7 You can pass out a leaflet and call a meetin'. G C Talk it over, speak your mind, D7 G Decide to do somethin' about it. [Verse] G C Course, the boss may persuade some poor damn fool D7 G To go to your meetin' and act like a stool. C But you can always tell a stool, though, that's a fact, D7 He's got a yellow streak a-runnin' down his back. G C He doesn't have to stool, he'll always get along D7 G On what he takes out of blind men's cups. [Verse] G C You got a union now, and you're sittin' pretty, D7 G Put some of the boys on the steering committee. C The boss won't listen when one guy squawks, D7 But he's got to listen when the union talks. G C He'd better, be mighty lonely D7 G If everybody decide to walk out on him. [Verse] G C Suppose they're working you so hard it's just outrageous D7 G And they're paying you all starvation wages. C You go to the boss and the boss would yell, D7 G "Before I raise your pay I'd see you all in hell." G C Well, he's puffing a big seegar, feeling mighty slick D7 G 'Cause he thinks he's got your union licked. C Well, he looks out the window and what does he see D7 But a thousand pickets, and they all agree: G C D7 He's a bastard, unfair, slavedriver, G Bet he beats his wife! [Verse] G C Now, boys, you've come to the hardest time. D7 G The boss will try to bust your picket line. C He'll call out the police, the National Guard, D7 They'll tell you it's a crime to have a union card. G C They'll raid your meetin', they'll hit you on the head, D7 They'll call every one of you a goddam red, G C D7 G Unpatriotic, Japanese spies, sabotaging national defense! [Verse] G C But out at Ford, here's what they found, D7 G And out in Pittsburgh, here's what they found, G C And out at Allis-Chalmers, here's what they found, D7 G And down at Bethlehem, here's what they found: C That if you don't let red-baiting break you up, D7 G And if you don't let stoolpigeons break you up, C And if you don't let vigilantes break you up, D7 And if you don't let race hatred break you up, [Outro] G N.C. You'll win. What I mean, take it easy, but take it!