作曲 : Edgard K Pires
I come from East Virginia
Where I was born in an old back shed
My father moved us to New Orleans
Where he was forced to use his hands
Then late one night
They took him away from us
Because he learned to use his head
My mother cried when the judge said "Life"
The Union was his only crime
I'm still told to leave it all behind
I spent my whole life on a picket line
Screaming workers unite
Don't give up the fight
Workers of the World Unite
Unite!
In my old age
I'm still working as a slave
The bosses work you to your grave
They claim to be like common folk
They packed their bags when the levees broke
For five long days
I watched the waters rise
I was forgotten and left to die
I've got no country
I've got no home
Or no one to call my own
I'm driftin' back to East Virginia
I'm going back to that old dark shed
I remember what my father said
When he was waiting on line for bread
Screaming Workers Unite
Don't give up the fight
Workers of the World Unite! Unite!
Workers Unite
Don't give up the fight
Workers of the World Unite! Unite!