The Preacher and the Slave

Long-haired preachers come out every' night

Try to tell you what's wrong and what's right

But when asked about something to eat

They will answer with voices so sweet

You will eat, by and by

In that glorious land above the sky

Work and pray, live on hay

You'll get pie in the sky when you die

You will eat, by and by

In that glorious land in the sky

Work and pray, live on hay

You'll get pie in the sky when you die

Long-haired preachers come out every night

Try to tell you what's wrong and what's right

But when asked about something to eat

They will answer with voices so sweet

You will eat, by and by

In that glorious land above the sky

Work and pray, live on hay

You'll get pie in the sky when you die

And the starvation army they play

And they sing and they clap and they pray

Till they get all your coin on the drum

Then they tell you when you are on the bum

You will eat, by and by

In that glorious land above the sky

Work and pray, live on hay

You'll get pie in the sky when you die

Workingmen of all countries unite

Side by side we for freedom will fight

When the world and its wealth we have gained

To the grafters we'll sing this refrain

You will eat, by and by

When you've learned how to cook and to fry

Chop some wood, do you good

And you'll eat in the sweet bye and bye