21.
BOOM WENT THE BOOM
  (Tune: Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay)

I had a job in twenty-nine
When everything was going fine. 
I  knew  the  pace was  pretty  fast,
But thought that it would always 
  last. 
When organizers came to town 
I'd always sneer and turn'em down; 
I thought the boss was my best friend
& he'd stick by me to the end. 

Ta-ra-raBOOM-dee-ay! 
Ain't got a word to say. 
He chiseled down my pay, 
Then took my job away. 
Boom, went the boom one day, 
It made a noise that way.
I wish I had been wise, 
Next time I'll organize.

I had a little bank account, 
Not very much, a small amount 
Which to the savings bank I took 
And all they gave me was a book. 
I pinched on food, I scraped on rent,
I hardly-ever spent-a cent, 
My little savings grew and grew,
I thought I'd be a big shot, too.

Ta-ra-raBOOM-dee-ay!
It made a noise that way,
There went my hard-earned pay,
Saved for a rainy day.
I must have been a wick,
This soup-line makes me sick.
Where can that banker be?
He tore his pants with me.
Then finally it came to pass
That all I had to-eat was grass.
The wolf don't bother any more --
He starved to death right by my door.
With soup and gas and club and gun
They tried to make the system run.
They said, "Dear friends, now don't
  get sore, 
We'll make it like it was before."

Ta-ra-raBOOM-dee-ay!
It busted up one day,
Those guys that stole my pay
Went flying every way.
All that I've got to say,
I hope they've gone to stay;
Each dog must have his day,
Ta-ra-raBOOM-dee-ay!

THE GIVE-AWAY BOYS IN WASHINGTON

The give-away boys in Washington
Are busy as can be.
They're giving away the TVA
And the U. S. Treasury.
They've robbed us of the tidelands oil
And brother, they're not done.
The give-away boys, the give-away boys
Way down in Washington.

There's many a way to rob and steal
If ever you get the yen,
You can do it with a forty-four
Or with a fountain pen.
You can do a very thorough job
And never use a gun,
Like the give-away boys, the give-away
  boys
Way down in Washington.

The U.S.A. is getting smaller
Every single day,
Because the boys in Washington
Are giving it away.
They're going to rob the public lands
And they have just begun,
The give-away boys, the give-away boys
Way down In Washington.

The give-away boys in Washington
Are giving away the dams.
They don't give a damn whose dams they
  are
As long as they're Uncle Sam's.
Now watch the public power lines,
They'll steal them one by one,
The give-away boys, the give-away boys
Way down In Washington.

We've had enough; it's time for a
  change
I'm sure you will agree.
What's good for General Motors
Is not good enough for me.
Get out and vote in '60,
We'll have 'em on the run;
We'll chase those boys, those give-
  away boys
Right out of Washington.
 


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