If we must grind up human flesh and bones

In the industrial machine that we call modern America

Then before God I assert

That those who consume the coal

And you and I who benefit from that service because we live in comfort

We owe protection to those men and we owe the security to their families if they die

I say it, I voice it, I proclaim it

And I care not who in heaven or hell opposes it

That is what I believe

That is what I believe, I believe, I believe

And the miners believe that.*