Count Your Workers Count Them!

An employment shark one day I went to see,
And he said, "Come in and buy a job from me;
Just a couple of dollars for an office fee,
But the job is steady-and the fare is free."

Chorus

Count your pennies—count them one by one,
Then you'll plainly see how "easy you are done."
Count your pennies, take them in your hand,
Sneak into a "Jap's" and get a coffee and–

II

I shipped out—and worked—and slept in lousy bunks,
And the grub!—It stunk as bad as nineteen skunks.
When I worked a week the boss he said one day,
"You're too tired, you're fired, go and get your pay."

III

When I went to get my pay, Oh, Holy Gee!
Road and School and Poll tax—and Hospital fee,
Then I nearly fainted and I lost my sense.
When the clerk he said, "You owe me fifty cents."

IV

When I got back to town with blisters on my feet,
There I saw a fellow speaking on the street,
And he said, it is the workers' own mistake–
If they'd stick together they'd get all they make!

V

And he says, Who'll come and join our union grand,
Who will be the first–to join our "fighting" band?
Write me out a card, says I, right here, by gee!
The Industrial Workers is the "dope" for me!

Chorus

Count your workers, count them one by one
Stand! we'll show the bosses how it's really done
Stand together, Workers—Hand in Hand!
Then–you'll never have to live on coffee and–