Which belong to the great and the small,
And though our foes they make a fuss,
There our rights we can discuss,
For the song says “There’s room enough for all.”
Shall our liberties be crushed.
And be trampled to the dust,
By men who never earnt a penny in their lives?
And yet we must not meet,
Nor for our rights dare speak,
But if we cannot win, boys, we must try!