I was far away from home - when I heard that the strike was done
Lasted so long that the snow turned into sun
Sun turned into rain - then back to snow again
It was long hard times when the union strike was on
We had stood there side by side - on the picket line with pride
We were broke and we were hungry day and night
Knew our cause was just and unity brings trust
There comes a time when a tribe has the choice to die or fight
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It rained policemen’s sticks
They broke bones - with their kicks
We held the line for longer than we should
Horses mowed us down
We were beaten on the ground
And we won’t forget - the T-shirts and the blood
With their shields and the riot gear – they brought violence and fear
Assassins in blue we knew were psyched for war
Drummed their sticks and feet – ready to maim and beat
As they dished out pain for gain in the name of the law
On the day they starved us back -we all walked back up the track
To the place of work we knew would soon be gone
Raised our banners high – gave one last battle cry
For we all knew that our pit would die when the strike was done
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