Joan Baez - Bread and Roses lyrics

As we go marching, marching
In the beauty of the day
A million darkened kitchens
A thousand mill lofts gray
Are touched with all the radiance
That a sudden sun discloses
For the people hear us
Singing, bread and roses, bread and roses

As we come marching, marching, we battle too
For men for they are women's children and
We mother them again
Our days shall not be sweated
From birth until life closes
Hearts starve as well as
Bodies, give us bread, but give us roses

As we come marching, marching
Un-numbered women dead
Go crying through our singing their
Ancient call for bread
Small art and love and beauty
Their trudging spirit's knew
Yes, it is bread we fight for
But we fight for roses, too
As we go marching, marching
We bring the greater days
The rising of the women means
The rising of the race
No more the drudge and idler
Ten that toil where one reposes
But a sharing of life's
Glories, bread and roses, bread and roses