"We'll win the fight today, boys

We'll win the fight today,

Shouting the battle-cry of union!"

Old King Coal was a merry old soul,

And a merry old soul was he;

He made him a college all full of knowledge

Hurrah for you and me!

Oh Liza-Ann, come out with me,

the moom is a-shinin' in the monkey-puzzle tree

Oh Liza-Ann, I have began

To sing you the song of Harrigan!

He Keeps them a-roll, this merry old soul

The wheels of industree;

A-roll and a-roll, for his pipe and his bowl

and his college facultee!

Oh, Mary-Jane, Come out in the lane,

The moon is a-shinin' in the old pecan;

Oh, Mary-Jane, don't you hear me a-sayin'

I'll sing you the song of Harrigan!

So hurrah for King Coal, and his fat pay-roll,

And his wheels of industree!

Hurrah for his pipe, and hurrah for his bowl

And hurrah for you and me!

When wilt thou save the people?

O, God of Mercy! when?

Not kings and lords, but nations!

Not thrones and crowns , but men!

Flowers of thy heart, O God are they!

Let them not pass, like weeds, away!

Their heritage a sunless day!

God save the people!

"Clear the way for Jed Rusher, oil man!"

"Get money Jed Rusher"