As we go marching, marchingIn the beauty of the dayA million darkened kitchensA thousand mill lofts greyAre touched with all the radianceThat a sudden sun disclosesFor the people hear us singingBread and roses, bread and roses
By the Rev. Maria LaSala, New Haven Register
Fri, 01/20/2017 - 10:31am
As we go marching, marchingIn the beauty of the dayA million darkened kitchensA thousand mill lofts greyAre touched with all the radianceThat a sudden sun disclosesFor the people hear us singingBread and roses, bread and roses