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 our arms, Bill, and walk off the job. DUMP THE BOSSES OFF YOUR BACK BY JOHN BRILL (Tune: "Take it to the Lord in Prayer") Are you poor, forlorn and hungry? Are there lots of things you lack? Is you life made up of misery? Then dump the bosses off your back. Are your clothes all patched and tattered? Are you living in a shack? Would you have your troubles scattered? Then dump the bosses off your back. Are you almost split asunder? Loaded like a long-eared jack? Boob--why don't you buck like thunder? And dump the bosses off your back. All the agonies you suffer, You can end with one good whack-- Stiffen up, you orn'ry duffer-- And dump the bosses off your back. HALLELUJAH! I'M A BUM![743] O! I like my boss, He's a good friend of mine. And that's why I'm starving Out on the picket-line! Hallelujah! I'm a bum! Hallelujah! Bum again! Hallelujah! Give us a hand-out To revive us again! MR. BLOCK BY JOE HILL (Air: "It Looks to Me like a Big Time Tonight") Please give me your attention, I'll introduce to you A man that is a credit to "Our Red, White and Blue"; His head is made of lumber, and solid as a rock; He is a common worker and his name is Mr. Block. And Block he thinks he may Be President some day. CHORUS Oh, Mr. Block, you were born by mistake, You take the cake, You make me ache. Tie on a rock to your block and then jump in the lake, Kindly do that for Liberty's sake. Yes, Mr. Block is lucky; he found a job, by gee! The sharks got seven dollars, for job and fare and fee. They shipped him to a desert and dumped him with his truck, But when he tried to find his job, he sure was out of luck. He shouted, "That's too raw, I'll fix them with the law." Block hiked back to the city, but wasn't doing well. He said, "I'll join the union--the great A. F. of L." He got a job next morning, got fired in the night, He said, "I'll see Sam Gompers and he'll fix that foreman right." Sam Gompers said, "You see You've got our sympathy." Election day he shouted, "A Socialist for Mayor!" The "comrade" got elected, he happy was for fair, But after the election he got an awful shock. A great big Socialist Bull did rap him on the block. And Comrade Block did sob, "I helped him to his job."