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A Song for the Holidays
DUMP THE BOSSES OFF YOUR BACK
from the Little Red Songbook of the IWW
(Tune: Take it to the Lord in Prayer)
by John Brill, 1916
Are you cold for-lorn and hun-gry? Are there lots of things you
lack? Is your life made up of mis-'ry? Then
dump the bos-ses off your back! Are your clothes all torn and
tat-tered? Are you liv-ing in a shack? Would you have your trou-bles
scat-tered? then dump the bos-ses off your back!
Are you almost split asunder?
Loaded like a long-eared jack?
Boob--why don't you buck like thunder,
And dump the bosses off your back?
All the agonies you suffer
You can end with one good whack--
Stiffen up, you orn'ry duffer--
And dump the bosses off your back.