Come all you good workers

Good news to you I'll tell

Of how the good old union

Has come in here to dwell

Which side are you on

Which side are you on

My daddy was a miner

And I'm a miner's son

And I'll stick with the union

Till every battle's won

Which side are you on

Which side are you on

They say in Harlan County

There are no neutrals there

You'll either be a union man

Or a thug for J H Claire

Which side are you on

Which side are you on

Oh workers can you stand it

Oh tell me how you can

Will you be a lousy scab

Or will you be a man

Which side are you on

Which side are you on

Don't scab for the bosses

Don't listen to their lies

Poor folks ain't got a chance

Unless they organize

Which side are you on

Which side are you on

Which side are you on

Which side are you on