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 ARE YOU A WOBBLY?

(Tune: "Are You from Dixie?")

By Joe Foley Hello, there, worker, how do you do? You're up against it; broke, hungry, too. Don't be surprised, you're recognized, I know a slave by the look in his eyes. You want what I want—well, that's liberty, Your frowning face seems to tell it to me. Where there's a will, Bill, there's a way, Bill, So listen to what I say. CHORUS Are you a wobbly? then listen, Buddy, For the One Big Union beckons to you— The Worker's Union, the Industrial Union; Tell every slave you see along the line: It makes no difference what your color, Creed or sex or kind, If you are a worker, then it's kick right in and join. Become a wobbly and then we'll probably Free ourselves from slavery.

You like the idea, but then you say, "How can we do it—when is the day?" When all the ladies and all the babies And every man who works for a wage Gets in the Union—One Union Grand— All hands together we'll make our demand; When you and I, Bill, lay down our tools, Bill, Fold up your arms, Bill, and walk off the job.

Why does a short work day and a long pay always go together?

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