chorus
chorus
i don't wasnt your millions mister, I don't wantyour diamond ring, all I want istheright to live mister, give me back my job again.
i don't wantyour rolls-royce,mister, I don't want your pleasure yacht, all I want is food for my baby, give to me my old job back.
we worked to build this coutry mister, while you enjoyed a life of ease.
 you've stolen all we built m ister, now our children starveand freeze.
think dumb if you wish mister, think me blue or green or red.
 the thing I sure know mister, starving children must be fed.
one of the few anti-war songs from wwii.
 it was written and used by the communist party, america until pearl harbour.
 the country and western stand-by, 'silver threads and golden needles is, of course, a parody of this song--i wonder if the cpa collects royalties?
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