Walquist, Songs of the Workers (1919)
“ No place to rest my weary head. There's millions like me wandering, Who are deeply pondering, Oh, what must we do to live? Shall the workers face starvation, misery and privation, In a land so rich and fair ”
Walquist, Songs of the Workers (1919)
“ No place to rest my weary head. There's millions like me wandering, Who are deeply pondering, Oh, what must we do to live? Shall the workers face starvation, misery and privation, In a land so rich and fair ”