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  That weaving cloth with bayonets is hard to do.

John Golden had with Mr. Wood a private interview, He told him how to bust up the "I double double U." He came out in a while and wore the Golden smile. He said: "I've got all labor leaders skinned a mile."

John Golden pulled a bogus strike with all his "pinks and stools." He thought the rest would follow like a bunch of crazy fools. But to his great surprise the "foreigners" were wise, In one big solid union they were organized. CHORUS OF LAST VERSE
 * That's one time Golden did not
 * Make it right, all right;
 * In spite of all his schemes
 * The strikers won the fight.
 * When all the workers stand
 * United hand in hand,
 * The world with all its wealth
 * Will be at their command.

 WORKERS OF THE WORLD, UNITE!

By Walquist

(Tune: "Love Me and the World is Mine") I wander up and down the street, Till I have blisters on my feet. My belly's empty, I've no bed, No place to rest my weary head. There's millions like me wandering, Who are deeply pondering, Oh, what must we do to live? Shall the workers face starvation, misery and privation, In a land so rich and fair 

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