15.
THE HAND WITH THE HAMMER

Ye men of the workshop with sweat
  covered faces,
Ye women toil-worn for respite who
  long,
And all ye who sob in the wage-
  master's traces,
Prepare ye, prepare ye a jubilee
  song.
Ye hills give it echo,
Ye storm billows drift it,
Through streets of all cities,
Oh, message, take wing.

CHORUS:
The hand with the hammer, the arm
  uplifted
Will shatter the throne of the
  capital king.
The hand with the hammer, the arm
  uplifted
Will shatter the throne of the
  capital king.

WE HAVE FED YOU ALL FOR A THOUSAND
  YEARS

We have fed you all for a thousand
  years
And you hail us still unfed.
Though there's never a dollar of
  all your wealth
But marks the workers' dead.
We have yielded our best to give
  you rest
And you tie on a crimson wool.
Then if blood be the price of all
  your wealth,
Good God, we have paid it in full.

CHORUS:

We have fed you all for a thousand
  years,
For that was our doom, you know,
From the days when you chained us
  in your fields
To the strike of a week ago.
You have eaten our lives and our
  babies and wives
And we're told it's your legal share.
But if blood be the price of your
  lawful wealth,
Good God, we have bought it fair.

BLACK 'N WHITE

The ink is black, the page is white,
Together we learn to read and write,
  to read and write.
And now a child can understand
This is the law of all the land, all
  the land...
The ink is black, the page is white
Together we learn to read and write,
  to read and write...

Their robes were black, their heads
  were white,
The schoolhouse doors were closed so
  tight, were closed up tight.
Nine judges all that signed their
  names
To end the years and years of shame,
  years of shame.
The robes were black, the heads were
  white...

The slate is black, the chalk is white,
The words stand out so clear and
  bright, so clear and bright.
And now at last we plainly see
The alphabet of liberty, liberty.
The slate is black, the chalk is white,
The words stand out so clear and
  bright, so clear and bright.

A child is black, a child is white,
The whole world looks upon the sight,
  a beautiful sight.
For very well the whole world knows
This is the way that freedom grows,
  freedom grows.

A child is black, a child is white,
Together we learn to read and write,
  to read and write.
The world is black, the world is
  white,
It turns by day and it turns by night,
  it turns by night.
It turns so each and everyone
Can take his station in the sun, in
  the sun.
The world is black, the world is 
  white ...... get the picture?


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