Music: Joe Hill
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 in voices so sweet
You will eat, by and by
In that glorious land in the sky( way up high )
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( way up high )
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 in voices so sweet
You will eat, by and by
In that glorious land in the sky(way up high)
Work and pray, live on hay
You'll get pie in the sky when you die
And the starvation army they play
And they shout and they clap and they pray
When they get all your coin on the drum
they will tell you when you are on the bum
You will eat, by and by
In that glorious land in the sky(way up high)
Work and pray, live on hay
You'll get pie in the sky when you die
Working folks of all countries unite
Side by side we for freedom shall fight
When this 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 how to fry
Chop some wood, do you good
And you'll eat in the sweet bye and bye