4.
GONNA ROLL

CHORUS:
We're gonna roll,
We're gonna roll,
We're gonna roll the union on
(Repeat above three lines).

And if the boss gets in the way
We're gonna roll right over him
We're gonna roll right over him
We're gonna roll right over him
And if the boss gets in the way
We're gonna roll right over him
We're gonna roll the union on.

CHORUS:

2.  And if the scabs get, in the way...

CHORUS:

3.  And if ___________ gets in the way...
(Fill in your own)

CHORUS:
 

WHICH SIDE ABE YOU ON?

CHORUS:
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?

They say in Harlan County
There are no neutrals there.
You either are a union man
Or a thug for J. H. Blair.

CHORUS:

My daddy was a miner
And I'm a miner's son
And I'll stick by the union
'til every battle's won.

CHORUS:

Oh workers, can you stand it?
Now tell me, how you can?
Will you be a lousy scab
Or will you be a man?

CHORUS:

Come all you good workers,
Good news to you I'll tell
Of how the good old union
Has come in here to  dwell,

CHORUS:

 

UNION TRAIN

Now, what is that I see yonder coming,
  coming, coming.
What is that I see yonder, coming,
  coming, coming.
What is that I see yonder coming,
  coming, coming.
Get on board, brother, get on board.

Oh, It has saved a many a thousand,
  thousand, thousand.
It has saved a many a thousand,
  thousand, thousand,
It has saved a many a thousand,
  thousand, thousand.
Get on board, brother, get on board.

3. And it will save a many more thousand, thousand,
  thousand...

4. Oh,  it will  carry us to freedom,
  freedom, freedom...

5.(Repeat 1st verse softly)
 

THE C.I.O.'s IN DIXIE
      (Tune: Dixie)

Away down South where we weave the
  cotton,
Union men are not forgotten,
Look ahead, look ahead, look ahead,
  union man.
In the days gone by, when they had
  their way,
We used to hear the bosses say,
Look away, look away, look away,
  union man.

CHORUS:
But the CIO's In Dixie,
Hurray, hurray!
The CIO is going to grow,
Away down South in Dixie.
Oh ho, oh ho, the CIO's in Dixie,
Oh ho, oh ho, the CIO's in Dixie.
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Don't scab for the bosses,
Don't listen to their lies,
Us poor folks haven't got a chance
Unless we organize.

CHORUS:


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