Songs of the Industrial Workers of the World (4th Australian edition)/The Popular Wobbly
What's the finest band of men the whole world ever knew?
What's the finest band of men, each one so staunch and true?
Well, it ain't the Special Policemen,
And it ain't the K.K.K.!
And it ain't the A.L.P.,—
But believe me when I say:
CHORUS.
It's the good old Wobblies—
The wob-wob-wobbly band!
It's the good old Wobbly—
Find a better of you can!
Who was it got the 8-hour day?
Who was it got us better pay?—
It's the good old Wobblies,
The wob-wob-wobbly band.
Who is it that the bosses fear whene'er they hear the name—
Because they know he's out to beat their dirty, rotten game;
Who is it that is fighting to set the wage-slaves free?
Who is it says the boss must work, the same as you or me?
CHORUS.
It's the good old Wobbly—
The wob-wob-wobbly band.
It's the good old Wobbly,
Find a better if you can!
Who is it gets thrown in the can
For educating the working-man?
It's the good old Wobblies—
The wob-wob-wobbly band!
So, come on, all you working stiffs,
And join this gallant throng.
So come on, all you workers,
And we'll organise so strong
That the Capitalist System will soon be on the bum.
And everyone will have their share of work, and sleep, and fun.
CHORUS.
Join the Wobblies,
Join the Wob-wob-wobbly band;
Join the Wobblies and the workers of every land
Will soon be one big brotherhood,
To decide what's right for the worker's good.
Join the Wobblies!
Join the Wob-wob-wobbly band!