As we go marching marching in the beauty of the day

A brightened by the beauty that a sudden sun discloses

For the people here are singing bread and roses, bread and roses



As we go marching marching we battle too for men

For they are in this struggle and together we can win

Our lives shall not be sweated from birth until life closes

Hearts can starve as well as bodies give bread but give us roses



As we go marching marching unnumbered women dead

Go crying through our singing their ancient cry for bread

Small art and love and beauty their drudging spirits knew

Yes it is bread that we fight for but we fight for roses too



As we go marching marching we're standing proud and tall

The rising of the women means the rising of us all

No more the drudge and the idler ten that toil where one reposes

But a sharing of life's glories - bread and roses, bread and roses

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