Abandoned Factory

Long-haired preachers come out every night/

Try to tell you what's wrong and what's right/

But when asked how 'bout something to eat/

They will answer with voices so sweet/

 

You will eat, bye and bye/

In that glorious land above the sky/

Work and Pray, live on hay/

You'll get pie in the sky when you die.

 

And the starvation army they play/

And they sing and they clap and they pray/

Till they get all your coin on the drum/

Then they tell you when you are on the bum.

 

You will eat, bye and bye/

In that glorious land above the sky/

Work and Pray, live on hay/

You'll get pie in the sky when you die.

 

If you fight hard for children and wife/

Try to get something good in this life/

You're a sinner and bad man, they tell/

When you die you will sure go to hell/

 

You will eat, bye and bye/

In that glorious land above the sky/

Work and Pray, live on hay/

You'll get pie in the sky when you die.

 

Workingmen of all countries unite/

Side by side we for freedom will fight/

When the world and its wealth we have gained/

To the grafters we'll sing this refrain.

 

You will eat, bye and bye/

When you've learned how to cook and to fry/

Chop some wood, 'twill do you good/

And you'll eat in the sweet bye and bye.

 

Happy Labor Day!

Nashville, Tennessee

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