We had it hard in days gone by
And now it comes as no surprise
That the plight of working people still
Demands that we should bend at will
To the liars one and liars all
There's no inquiry to put an end
To the cops, the courts, the county jaws
The gentle death of losing
All hope and dignity
Places we have never been
And places we could never see
Are the reason to keep moving on
Until the day we find consistency
Lead me to the Devon vales
Or follow me to Appalachia
Thirty days of thirty nights
The gentle life of losing
All pride and purity
Link arms and remember me
Link arms and hold tight
We'll be back another day
We'll need help another day
People we have never been
And people we could never know
Are the reason to keep moving on
Until the day we find community
Here's a sword to plow the field
And here's an unjust law to repeal
We'll sit and wait or sleep a while
'Til all the doubters catch their
Breath and concede