performed here by Toni and Maxwell this song was written in the 1880s. there are many more verses to this song than we knew about when we learned it. check em out here : www.contemplator.com/america/eighthour.html
lyrics
We mean to make things over,
We are tired of toil for naught
With but bare enough to live upon
And ne'er an hour for thought.
We want to feel the sunshine
And we want to smell the flow'rs
We are sure that there's a will for it
And we mean to have eight hours;
We're summoning our forces
From the shipyard, shop and mill
Eight hours for work, eight hours for rest
Eight hours for what we will;
Eight hours for work, eight hours for rest
Eight hours for what we will.
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