Still working on recording this one

Image:  One dead, fifteen wounded in strike clash, Photograph shows armed deputy sheriffs attacking a crowd of pickets at the Spang-Chalfant Seamless Tube Company plant, near Pittsburgh. Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division Washington LC-USZ62-26197

Lyrics:

Passionate hearts, and skilled, willing hands
You’d have thought play some part in the bosses’ grand plans
But the Big Boys back East want to shut this plant down
Takin’ jobs down South, to some non-union town
Or over the border, down Mexico -way—
Where desperation’s making workers beg for pennies a day
‘Cause the boss man’s banner is the dollar, and his battle cry is “More!”
And he’s been doing all the shooting in this haves-on-have-nots war

See the bosses won’t stop pushing till your back’s against the wall
And the bosses won’t stop taking, until they’ve took it all
They’ll take from you by law, and they’ll take from you by theft
They’ll take what you’ve got coming, and they’ll take what you have left—
It’s getting to the point a man can’t care for a family anymore
From losing of battle after battle in this haves-on-have-nots war

All the politicians counsel “turn the other cheek”
Singing praises for the worker while they sell him up the creek
What they call “negotiation” means “they take and you give back”
“Just look, son, to the brighter side of getting ‘squat’ or ‘jack'”
It’s hard to play the hand you’re dealt when every deck is stacked
‘Cause the bosses’ plan ain’t compromise, it’s “attack, attack, attack”
It’s 99-to-one or worse if you’ve been keeping score
Advantage to the rich man, in this haves-on-have-nots war

See the bosses won’t stop pushing till we’re too afraid to take a stand
And there ain’t a union left unbroken across this whole hard land
They’ll do it by dividing us and breaking locals one by one
With contracts or their cronies—or with the Pinkerton’s gun—
It’s getting to the point my friend where a man can’t hardly live
In this war on working people mister something’s got to give