[It
may have been 122 years ago, but in some respects a lot of the issues
are the same today.]
To
every brother worker
I
say, now hold your own!
For
the squatter's trying every means
To
break our unions down.
Keep
true to one another;
Stand
firm, now, one and all.
United
we are sure to win,
Divided
we will fall.
In
days gone by we made mistakes
In
rashness and in haste,
Although
we were defeated then
We
never were disgraced,
Though
traitors may betray us
And
sneaks may cringe and crawl,
United
and we're victorious -
Divide
and we will fall.
There's
some of the employers
Who
with our cause take part,
While
others, as their actions prove,
Are
tyrants in their heart;
Their
creed to crush the workers
And
drive us to the wall.
Unite
and we are bound to win -
Divide
and we will fall.
Although
we are but sons of toil,
And
not the favoured few,
We
now will show what willing hands
And
honest hearts can do.
Although
we work with shear and pick,
With
shovel and with mall,
Unite,
my friends, and we will win -
Divide
and we will fall.
They
talk about free labour,
And
say they can get men,
But
let them try that little game
And
see what happens then.
Their
talk is idle bombast;
So
let them shout and bawl.
Stand
firm, true, and united,
No
danger that we fall.
O. M. Barcaldine
Brisbane
February 7, 1891
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