[Verse 1] A D E We have fed you all for a thousand years, Bm A And you hail us still unfed, D E Though there's never a dollar of all your wealth. Bm A But marks the workers' dead. D A We have yielded our best to give you rest Bm E And you lie on crimson wool. A D E And if blood be the price of all your wealth, Bm A Good God! We have paid in full! [Verse 2] A D E There is never a mine blown skyward now. Bm A But we're buried alive for you. D E There's never a wreck drifts shoreward now, Bm A But we are its ghastly crew. D A Go reckon our dead by the forges red Bm E And the factories where we spin. A D E If blood be the price of your cursed wealth, Bm A Good God! We have paid it in! [Verse 3] A D E We have fed you all for a thousand years - Bm A For that was our doom, you know; D E From the days when you chained us in your fields Bm A To the strike a week ago. D A You have taken our lives, our husbands and wives, Bm E And we're told it's your legal share. A D E But if blood be the price of your lawful wealth, Bm A Good God! We have bought it fair!