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As we come marching, marching |
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in the beauty of the day |
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A million darkened kitchens |
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a thousand mill lofts gray |
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Are touched with all the radiance |
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that a sudden sun discloses |
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For the people hear us singing: |
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Bread and Roses! Bread and Roses! |
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As we go marching, marching |
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we battle too for men |
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For they are women's children |
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and we mother them again. |
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Our lives shall not be sweated |
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from birth until life closes |
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Hearts starve as well as bodies |
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give us bread, but give us roses |
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As we come marching, marching |
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unnumbered women dead |
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Go crying through our singing |
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their ancient call for bread |
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Small art and love and beauty |
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their drudging spirits knew |
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Yes, it is bread we fight for |
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but we fight for roses too! |
