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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
That a sudden sun discloses
For the people hear us singing
Bread and roses bread and roses
As we go marching marching
We battle too for men
For they are women's children
And we mother them again
Our lives shall not be sweetened
From birth until life closes
Hearts starve as well as bodies
Give us 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 we fight for
But we fight for roses too
As we come marching marching
We bring the greater days
The rising of the women
Means the rising of the race
No more the drudge and idler
Ten that toil where one reposes
But a sharing of life's glories:
Bread and roses Bread and roses
Roses bread and roses
Bread and roses
Our lives shall not be sweetened
From birth until life closes
Hearts starve as well as bodies
Give us roses
Give us roses
Roses
Bread And Roses - Judy Collins
