Workers Of America

Workers of America shout long and loud As we work together hard and proud We are the ones that built this great country of ours From the strain on our backs and our blisters and scars We were the ones to clear the fields and lay the tracks We are the ones to build the cities and break our backs And we are the ones to sweat and bleed and die As we built this great country, which no one can deny We work the factories, and the stores and the mills We dig the ditches and collect the garbage to pay our bills We are the ones to work in the snow and in the heat of the sun If it wasn't for us the workers, no work would ever be done It wasn't the politicians or the judges who built this great land But it was the workers of America as destiny had planned Also we are the ones to fight the fires and all the wars When our elected officials send us away to foreign shores And we are the ones to feed the deprived and the needy While the rich man cares for no one, but himself and the greedy Without us the workers this land or any land would certainly fall As we are the one that mixes the mortar and builds the wall We pay the taxes to keep America's heart beating And we are the ones to keep America always competing Workers of America look up, as GOD gives us a nod And listen to the past, as our forefathers do applaud. Randy L. McClave