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 THE MESSAGE FROM O'ER THE SEA

(Tune: "Don't Bite the Hand That's Feeding You") One day as I sat pining A message of cheer came to me, A light of revolt was shining On a country far over the sea, The forces of rules to sever And the flag of the earth to unfold To secure our freedom forever And a world of beauty untold. CHORUS All hail to the Bolsheviki! We will fight for our Class and be free, A Kaiser, King or Czar, no matter which you are You're nothing of interest to me; If you don't like the red flag of Russia, If you don't like the spirit so true, Then just be like the cur in the story And lick the hand that's robbing you.

We have lived in meek submission Thru ages of toil and despair, To comply with the plutes' ambition With never a thought nor a care. An echo from Russia is sounding 'Tis the chimes of a True Liberty, Its a message for millions resounding To throw off your chains and be free.

YOU cannot be free while your CLASS is enslaved. Join the I. W. W. and find YOUR place in the final battle for the emancipation of the world's workers.

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