Show THE COMMON SONG dedicated io the democratic administration in utah and washington TD 0 and comrade dear and did you hear the news going round thac stare and stripes are draped in black and on the ground that pilgrims now iron near and far are pres sine to the sea to breet the flae from spoilers hand and bloat it once more free they ride not in their pullmans fine nor yet in smoking oars aut trudge along the turnpike roads with bleeding feet and scars out of work and comrade dear out of bread besides and stricken are their families their little ones and wives living on cold charity to feed them on the way and pray that he who hear the poor may turn their night to day and comrade true the man whose name Is every theme lies now imprisoned in a cell for treading on the creen chorus v for treading on the green grass for treading on the green for coxey is imprisoned for treading on the green the shei ina deps and soldiers eol diers too like blood bounds on their track guns and winchesters these helpless men attack to drive them back to want and chains would seem to be their aim while atter yet their bosses grow from off their ill got gain the commonweal some call them tramps and others are nieu who are to the front to ask their legal righta the mill which grinds out all our laws makes rich men richer yet while homey handed eons of toll grow deeper yet tn debt cleveland who holds the helm ot state fisherman baa turned the magna charter of our rights hes trampled on and spurned I 1 lies out of touch with loyal men who live by honest toil and worship at the sordid shrine from which true men recoil chorus the courts which once so nobly stood bulwark and defence they call them now with bated breath a robbers roost and fence i three million men now oat of jobs and millions more beside will sweep the tricksters from their throne whatever may betide 11 the pent up wrath of two long years ot buffering and wrong well strike as lightning cleaves the oak this money loving throng well clean the white house comrade dear from dome to basement deep the grounds around lie sacred shrine dejl for the people keep and it bv accident or will come one walks on th egrass the president a Ke publican wont how himself an ass hes but our servant comrade dear weve put him in the place and if he dont behave himself well give him a release chorus no more appointee judges will be made by Uncle Bam smith and merritt here in utah will join some other gang utah commission will have to go west and charley too and honest capital and toil be to each other true well not forget the grand swiss law which make the people king well sing of liberty achieved and tribute to it bring our silver mines will open up their stores of wealth untold 1 sixteen to one the white will stand on parity with gold so comrade dear well keep up cheer and never break the ranks the will be all right though west he calls them cranks the little stone from mountain cut will break the iron and brass and common people hold picnic upon the white house grass u chorus for coming ap to with galling guns for show our calebs days are numbered will have to go |