Grace Petrie
Bread & Roses
[Verse 1]
As we go marching, marching
In the beauty of the day
A million darkened kitchens
A thousand mill lofts grey
Are touched with all the radiance
A sudden sun discloses
For the people hear us singing
Bread and roses, bread and roses
[Verse 2]
As we go marching, marching
We battle too for men
For they are women's children
And our victory is their gain
Our lives shall not be sweated
From birth until life closes
Hearts starve as well as bodies
Give us bread, and give us roses
[Verse 3]
As we go marching, marching
Unnumbered women dead
Go crying through our singing
In their ancient call for bread
Small art and love and beauty
Their trudging spirits knew
Oh, it is bread we fight for
But we fight for roses, too
[Bridge]
As we go marching, marching, marching
As we go marching, marching, marching
As we go marching, marching, marching
As we go marching, marching, marching
As we go marching, marching, marching
As we go marching, marching, marching
As we go marching, marching, marching
As we go marching (marching, marching)
[Verse 4]
As we go marching, marching (as we go marching, marching, marching)
The future hears our call (as we go marching, marching, marching)
For the rising of the women (as we go marching, marching, marching)
Is the rising of us all (as we go marching, marching)
No more the drudge be idler
Ten that toil where one reposes
But a sharing of life's glories
Bread and roses, bread and roses