I Don’t Want Your Millions, Mister & East Virginia

I don't want your millions, Mister
I don't want your diamond rings
All I want is the right to live, Mister
Give me my job again

We worked to build this country, Mister
While you lived your life of ease
Now our children, they starve mister
Yes our children starve and freeze

I don't want, I don't want your millions, Mister
I don't want your diamond rings
All I want is a right to live, Mister
Give to me my job again

(spoken)
This is an old union song, it's actually the same song as an old love song, and they both say the same thing. They say just care about other people. It's the feeling that says it

I was born in east Virginia
North Carolina I did go
There I met the fairest maiden
Her name and age, I do not know

You know, I don't want your millions, Mister
I don't want your diamond rings
All I want is a right to live, Mister
Give to me my job again

Her hair, was so dark of color
And her lips were rubies red
On her breast she wore white lilies
Where I longed to lay my head

You know, I don't want your millions, Mister
I don't want your diamond rings
All I want is a right to live, Mister
Give to me my job again

I'd rather be in some dark holler
Where the sun would never to shine
Then for you to be another man's darling
And Mary Beth to know you'd never be mine

And I don't know, I don't want your millions
I don't want your millions
I don't want
I don't want your diamond rings
All I want is a right to live, Mister
Give to me my job again

I don't know, I don't want, I don't want your millions
I don't want, I don't
I don't want your diamond rings
All I want is a right to live, Mister
Give to me my job again