Come all you friends and workers
A tale I’ll tell to you
Of how we built our Union
You call the NMU
We fought the goons and gun thugs
Around the ocean shores
I guess I got my head caved in
A dozen times or more

All you fonies bound to lose
All you fonies bound to lose
ALL YOU FONIES BOUND TO LOSE LOSE LOSE

You had a foney set up
You called the SIU
We had a ratty ship
And a crummy bunk
With roaches in our stew
We fought against the weather
And the stooges too
To win a clean bunk and messhall
For newly comes like you

ALL YOU FONIES BOUND TO LOSE
All you fonies bound to lose
All you fonies bound to lose lose lose
ALL YOU FONIES BOUND TO LOSE LOSE LOSE

FOR ME TO TRY CHANGE
THIS WHOLE BIG MESS AROUND MYSELF
I WOULDN’T LAST LONGER THAN A SNOWBALL IN HELL
BUT THERE’S A HUNDRED THOUSAND OF ME NOW
AND WE FOUGHT LIKE HELL TO GET HERE
SO YOU FIGHT LIKE HELL TO KEEP WHAT WE SHED BLOOD TO EARN

For eight hours a day and overtime pay
We battled it out with you big shot men
We’ve seen times that looked pretty dark
Until we brought the union in

ALL YOU FONIES BOUND TO LOSE
ALL YOU FONIES BOUND TO LOSE
ALL YOU FONIES BOUND TO LOSE LOSE LOSE

ALL YOU PHONIES BOUND TO LOSE LOSE LOSE
ALL YOU PHONIES, YOU’RE BOUND TO LOSE LOSE LOSE

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