Mother Jones on the Line

Ain't gonna swing that pick no more
Ain't gonna swing that pick no more
Aint gonna ride the coal car down to hell's back door
Ain't gonna swing that pick no more

Aint gonna buy from the company store
Aint gonna buy from the company store
I've seen the company's heat exposed it's made of coal and iron ore
Aint gonna buy from the company store

Let the scabs break the strike
Jesus knows I'd like to see them try
I live or die by number nine
Get Mother Jones on the line

My brother died when the roof caved in
My brother died when the roof caved in
And the company didn't even raise a stone over him
My brother died when the roof caved in

My wife she cries when I come home late
My wife she cries when I come home late
She swears to God she sees me meet my brother's fate
My wife she cries when I come home late

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Ain't gonna swing that pick no more
Ain't gonna swing that pick no more
Aint gonna ride the coal car down to hell's back door
Ain't gonna swing that pick no more

Until we get what we deserve
Until we get what we deserve
I've had enough of crooked promises and forked tongue words
Aint gonna swing that pick no more