The Preacher and the Slave

Long-haired preachers
come out every night
Try to tell you what’s wrong
and what’s right
But when asked how
‘bout something to eat
They will answer
with voices so sweet

You will eat,
bye and bye
In that glorious land
above the sky
Work and Pray,
live on hay
You’ll get pie in the sky
when you die

And the starvation army
they play
And they sing and they clap
and they pray
Till they get all your coin
on the drum
Then they tell you
when you are on the bum

You will eat,
bye and bye
In that glorious land
above the sky
Work and Pray,
live on hay
You’ll get pie in the sky
when you die

If you fight hard
for children and wife
Try to get something good
in this life
You’re a sinner and bad man,
they tell
When you die you will sure
go to hell

You will eat,
bye and bye
In that glorious land
above the sky
Work and Pray,
live on hay
You’ll get pie in the sky
when you die

Workingmen of all
countries unite
Side by side we
for freedom will fight
When the world and its wealth
we have gained
To the grafters we’ll sing
this refrain

You will eat,
bye and bye
When you’ve learned how
to cook and to fry
Chop some wood,
‘twill do you good
And you’ll eat in the sweet
bye and bye