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Unknown - Aint Gonna Grieve My Lord No More
Aint Gonna Grieve My Lord No More
By
Unknown
After The Strike
(Joseph A. Hemer)
air-"after The Ball"
once A Pretty Maiden Climbed An Old Man's Knee
asked For A Story-"papa Tell Me,
why Are You Lonely, Why Are You Sad,
why Do Your Shopmates Call You A Scab?"
i Had Friends, Pet, Long, Long Ye-Ars Ago,
how I Lost Them You Soon Shall Know;
i'll Tell It All, Pet, Tell All My Shame;
i Was A Scab, Pet, I Was To Blame."
cho: After The Strike Is Over,
after The Men Have Won,
after The Shops Have Opened,
after The Notice Is Down;
many The Heart Is Aching,
though The Hope Seems Bright
that Many A Scab Will Vanish
after The Strike.
brave Men Were Fighting, Standing Side By Side,
fighting For Justice, Fighting With Pride,
i Then Was With Them---With Them Heart And Soul,
but When The Test Came, I Left Them In The Cold,
i Thought It Best, Pet, Best To Turn A Scab;
best To Return, Pet, To The Job I Had,
that's Why I'm Lonely, That's Why I'm Sad,
that's Why My Shopmates Call Me A Scab.
cho:
many Years Have Passed, Pet, Since I Won That Name,
and In Song And Story They Have Told My Shame,
i Have Tried To Tell Them, Tried To Explain,
but They Will Not Listen, Pleading Is In Vain;
everywhere I Wander, Everywhere I Roam,
the Story Of My Shame Is Sure To Find My Home,
i'd Give My Life, Pet, I'd Give My All,
if I Had Not Turned Traitor, Or Scabbed At All.
cho:
from American Labor Songs Of The Nineteenth Century, Foner
note: Published In The United Mine Workers' Journal, May 24, 1894
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