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Come Work In Our Factories

Long hours spent toiling the land, his family had done for generations.

Living in tune with the seasons, never thinking of other occupations.

Farmers his father and grandfather before him had been, what else to be?

Of his sons he was proud, he said “one day you will take over from me”.

 

Come work in our factories, leave your village, leave your land.

Come work in our factories, ...

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