American Old Time Song Lyrics: 43 After The Strike

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 43

Home Songster main V01 V02 V03 V04 V05 V06 V07 V08 V09 V10 V11 V12 V13 V14 V15 V16 V17 V18 V19 V20 V21 V22 V23 V24 V25 V26 V27 V28 V29 V30 V31 V32 V33 V34 V35 V36 V37 V38 V39 V40 V41 V42 V43 V44 V45 V46 V47 V48 V49 V50 V51 V52 V53 V54 V55 V56 V57 V58 V59 V60 V61 Support Search

Share page  Visit Us On FB

Composed by George Hughes.
Tune-"After the Ball."

There was a strike ordered on the first of May:
The operators thought the men couldn't stay away.
One day a boss drove around to see his men,
And asked them if they wouldn't go And start the works again;
The men said, "No, sir; we are out upon a strike,
And we don't intend to go back until the scale is signed."
"List to my story," the boss he did say;
"We'll sign the scale, if you'll keep the union away."

After the strike is over, after all fighting is done.
After the blacklegs have vanished, after the deputies are gone-
Many a man will be laughing, if you could see them all;
Many a home will be happy after the strike is won.

Bright times are coming in this country now
If the miners of America will stand strong and firm;
We'll show the public we're not wrong
For coming out for the rights that was gained by Washington.
Now the operators, as we understand,
Is breaking the constitution of this free land;
They are making the workingmen all slaves,
Making them work from daylight until dark,
Just for the bite they eat.- Chorus.

Now if you will listen, I will try and state
Of a sad misfortune that happened here of late.
There were some blacklegs working on Painter yard,
Which made the striker feel very bad;
They held a meeting, tried to explain,
How they'd make the blacklegs quit work again;
Ho they got their women to go over there,
Thinking that the blacklegs would run with fear.- Chorus.

But when they assembled to go on the ground,
One of the deputies shot into the crowd:
He had two revolvers, emptied them, you see,
Then comes another as fast as he could be;
And when he got there, he found it out
That one of them had an axe, which made the blacklegs shout.
That's why he's lonely, no home at all;
She split his head, boys, after his last hall.- Chorus.
Download music lyrics PDF file For Printing with (no ads)
Download music lyrics in RTF file For editing / printing with Word and other editing software.
Download music lyrics as PNG Graphic file For inclusion in DTP etc.

E-Book - An Annotated Compendium of Old Time American Songs by James Alverson III