My children are seven in number We have to sleep four in a bed I'm striking with my fellow workers To get them more clothes and more bread Shoes, shoes, we're striking for pairs of shoes Shoes, shoes, we're striking for pairs of shoes Pellagra is cramping my stomach My wife is sick with TB My babies are starving for sweet milk Oh there's so much sickness for me Milk, milk, we're striking for gallons of milk Milk, milk, we're striking for gallons of milk I'm needing a shave and a haircut But barbers I cannot afford My wife cannot wash without soapsuds And she had to borrow a board Soap, soap, we're striking for bars of soap Soap, soap, we're striking for bars of soap My house is a shack on the hillside It's floors are unpainted and bare I haven't a screen to my windows And carbide cans do for a chair Homes, homes, we're striking for better homes Homes, homes, we're striking for better homes They shot Barney Graham our leader His spirit abides with us still The spirit of strength for justice No bullets have power to kill Barney, Barney, we're thinking of you today Barney, Barney, we're thinking of you today Oh miners go on with the union Oh miners go on with the fight For we're in the struggle for justice And we're in the struggle right Justice, justice, we're striking for justice for all Justice, justice, we're striking for justice for all