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  ::::This fight is not in vain,
 * We've got a world to gain.
 * Will you be a fool, a capitalist tool,
 * And serve your enemy?

 SCISSOR BILL

By Joe Hill

(Tune: "Steamboat Bill" You may ramble 'round the country anywhere you will, You'll always run across the same old Scissor Bill. He's found upon the desert, he is on the hill, He's found in every mining camp and lumber mill. He looks just like a human, he can eat and walk, But you will find he isn't, when he starts to walktalk [sic]. He'll say, "This is my country," with an honest face, While all the cops they chase him out of every place. CHORUS Scissor Bill, he is a little dippy, Scissor Bill, he has a funny face. Scissor Bill should drown in Mississippi, He is the missing link that Darwin tried to trace.

And Scissor Bill, he couldn't live without the booze, He sits around all day and spits tobacco juice. He takes a deck of cards and tries to beat the ! Yes, Bill would be a smart guy if he only could think. And Scissor Bill, he says: "This country must be freed From Niggers, Japs and Dutchmen and the gol durn Swede." He says that evedyevery [sic] cop would be a native son If it wasn't for the Irishman, the sonna fur gun.

Scissor Bill, the "foreigners" is cussin; Scissor Bill, he says: "I hate a "; 

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