Try not to take the lord’s name in vain, but don’t ever be a goddamn scab



Melody and Lyrics: Lonnie Ray Atkinson
Vocals: Lonnie Ray Atkinson

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This one goes out to the women and men of organized labor.
(Sorry for the language. Hope you understand.)

Lyrics

verse one:
My daddy was a union man, thirty years in the factory
Never was one to believe in much, but he believed in solidarity
yes, he believed in solidarity
Now the old man had seen a lot of hard times, but I’d never seen despair in his eyes
like the day when them shame faced fellers disrespected that picket line
oh, they disrespected that picket like

verse two:
to the strike breaking pay taking coward, there are some deals you can’t undue
and to the no count union busting governor, well, scab’s too good a word for you
I said scab’s too good a word for you

’cause it ain’t just the wrong done to the workers, it’s pain that future generations will feel
I can just hear my old man saying – boy, it’s more than a job you steal
yeah, it’s more than a job you steal

chorus:
And when he thought I’s old enough, my daddy told me, “Son….
I can give you two rules to live by, but you better follow one….”
He said, “My Daddy gave me these words and now they’re yours to have…
Try not to take the lord’s name in vain, but don’t ever be no goddamn scab”
I said, “Try not to take the lord’s name in vain, but don’t ever be no goddamn scab
oh no, don’t never be no goddamn scab”

bridge:
and lord knows it ain’t no secret, some of our unions have gone astray
but the answer’s to work for better unions, not to throw all they’ve worked for a way
no, don’t throw all they’ve worked for away
’cause whether or not your in a union, you’ll forever be in their debt
all the workplace gains we take for granted, was bought with organized blood, tears, and sweat
a sacrifice we won’t ever forget

that’s why, that’s why, that’s why, that’s why, that’s why, that’s why
chorus:
when he thought I’s old enough, my daddy told me, “Son….
I can give you two rules to live by, but you better follow one….”
He said, “My Daddy gave me these words and now they’re yours to have…
Try not to take the lord’s name in vain, but don’t ever be no goddamn scab”
I said, “Try not to take the lord’s name in vain, but don’t ever be no goddamn scab
oh no, don’t never be no goddamn scab”

“Try not to take the lord’s name in vain, but don’t ever be a goddamn scab” by Lonnie Ray Atkinson is licensed under a Creative Commons License