In the gloom of mighty cities
Midst the roar of whirling wheels
We are toiling on like chattel slaves of old
And our masters hope to keep us
Ever thus beneath their heels
And to coin our very life blood into gold
But we have a glowing dream
Of how fair the world will seem
When each man can live his life secure and free
When the earth is owned by labor
And there's joy and peace for all
In the Commonwealth of Toil that is to be
They would keep us cowed and beaten
Cringing meekly at their feet
They would stand between each worker and his bread
Shall we yield our lives up to them
For the bitter crust we eat
Shall we only hope for heaven when we're dead
But we have a glowing dream
Of how fair the world will seem
When each man can live his life secure and free
When the earth is owned by labor
And there's joy and peace for all
In the Commonwealth of Toil that is to be
When our cause is all triumphant
And we claim our Mother Earth
And the nightmare of the present fades away
We shall live with love and laughter
We who now are little worth
And we'll not regret the price we have to pay
But we have a glowing dream
Of how fair the world will seem
When each man can live his life secure and free
When the earth is owned by labor
And there's joy and peace for all
In the Commonwealth of Toil that is to be
In the Commonwealth of Toil that is to be