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As we go marching, marching, in the beauty of the day
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A million darkened kitchens, a thousand mill lofts grey
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Are touched with all the radiance that sudden sun discloses
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For the people hear us singing, Bread and Roses, Bread and Roses.

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As we go marching, marching, we battle too for men
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For they are women's children and we mother them again
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Our lives shall not be sweetened from birth until life closes
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Hearts starve as well as bodies, give us Bread, but give us Roses.

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As we go marching, marching, we bring the greater days
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For the rising of the women, means the rising of the race
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No more the drudge and idler ten that toil where one reposes
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But the sharing of life's glories, Bread and Roses, Bread and Roses.
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But the sharing of life's glories, Bread and Roses, Bread and Roses.