[00:10.04]We have fed you all for a thousand years
[00:14.88]And you hail us still unfed,
[00:18.76]Though there's never a dollar of all your wealth
[00:23.58]But marks the workers' dead.
[00:27.52]We have yielded our best to give you rest
[00:31.61]And you lie on crimson wool.
[00:35.33]Then if blood be the price of all your wealth,
[00:40.25]Good God! We have paid it in full!
[00:44.29]There is never a mine blown skyward now
[00:48.94]But we're buried alive for you.
[00:52.74]There's never a wreck drifts shoreward now
[00:57.49]But we are its ghastly crew.
[01:01.40]Go reckon our dead by the forges red
[01:05.31]And the factories where we spin.
[01:09.11]If blood be the price of your cursed wealth,
[01:14.03]Good God! We have paid it in!
[01:18.12]We have fed you all a thousand years-
[01:22.98]For that was our doom, you know,
[01:26.71]From the days when you chained us in your fields
[01:31.60]To the strike a week ago.
[01:35.33]You have taken our lives, and our babies and wives,
[01:39.36]And we're told it's your legal share,
[01:42.96]But if blood be the price of your lawful wealth,
[01:47.77]Good God! We bought it fair!