Talking Union

            G                      
Now, if you want higher wages let 
  C
me tell you what to do
           D7                    
You got to talk to the workers in 
     G
the shop with you.
You got to build you a union, got to
 C
 make it strong,
           D7
But if you all stick together, boys,
 it won't be long.
        G              C
You get shorter hours, better 
working conditions,
  D7                               
Vacations with pay. Take your kids 
       G
to the seashore.

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         G                      
It ain't quite this simple, so I 
 C
better explain
         D7                    
Just why you got to ride on the 
 G
union train.
'Cause if you wait for the boss to 
C
raise your pay,
          D7
We'll all be a-waitin' 'til Judgment
 Day.
      G              C
We'll all be buried, gone to heaven,
    D7                         G
St. Peter'll be the straw boss then.

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        G                        
Now you know you're underpaid but 
     C
the boss says you ain't;
   D7                            
He speeds up the work 'til you're 
  G
'bout to faint.
You may be down and out, but you 
C
ain't beaten,
        D7
You can pass out a leaflet and call 
a meetin'.
G             C
Talk it over, speak your mind,
  D7                    G
Decide to do somethin' about it.

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            G                      
Course, the boss may persuade some 
C
poor damn fool
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   D7                     G
To go to your meetin' and act like a
 stool.
But you can always tell a stool, 
        C
though, that's a fact,
           D7
He's got a yellow streak a-runnin' 
down his back.
           G                   
He doesn't have to stool, he'll 
 C
always get along
   D7                              
On what he takes out of blind men's
 G
 cups.

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    G                          
You got a union now, and you're 
 C
sittin' pretty,
                D7                 
Put some of the boys on the 
  G
steering committee.
               C
The boss won't listen when one guy 
squawks,
         D7
But he's got to listen when the 
union talks.
     G       C
He'd better, be mighty lonely
   D7                       G
If everybody decide to walk out on 
him.

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   G                               
Suppose they're working you so hard
      C
 it's just outrageous
            D7            
And they're paying you all 
     G
starvation wages.
                           C
You go to the boss and the boss 
would yell,
   D7                              
"Before I raise your pay I'd see 
                G
you all in hell."
           G                    
Well, he's puffing a big seegar, 
 C
feeling mighty slick
          D7                   G
'Cause he thinks he's got your union
 licked.
Well, he looks out the window and 
C
what does he see
      D7
But a thousand pickets, and they all
 agree:
       G        C       D7
He's a bastard, unfair, slavedriver,
             G
Bet he beats his wife!

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           G                 
Now, boys, you've come to the 
 C
hardest time.
    D7                        
The boss will try to bust your 
 G
picket line.
He'll call out the police, the 
C
National Guard,
        D7
They'll tell you it's a crime to 
have a union card.
        G                          
They'll raid your meetin', they'll 
C
hit you on the head,
        D7
They'll call every one of you a 
goddam red,
G            C            
Unpatriotic, Japanese spies, 
   D7                  G
sabotaging national defense!

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    G                   C
But out at Ford, here's what they 
found,
    D7                        G
And out in Pittsburgh, here's what 
they found,
    G                             
And out at Allis-Chalmers, here's 
C
what they found,
            D7                G
And down at Bethlehem, here's what 
they found:
That if you don't let red-baiting 
C
break you up,
           D7                     
And if you don't let stoolpigeons 
G
break you up,
And if you don't let vigilantes 
C
break you up,
           D7
And if you don't let race hatred 
break you up,

[Otro]
G           N.C.
You'll win. What I mean, take it 
easy, but take it!