Some caregivers at nursing homes work without a contract, for low wages, with prohibitive costs for their dependents’ health care. They’re mobilizing.
We have slopped up your excretions
Emptied bedpans by the gross
We have mopped your fevered brow
And given you your daily dose
But the thanks we get from management
Do not come even close
So we’ll go marching on
Chorus:
Glory glory to a living wage
Glory glory place it on the page
With the wages you propose
We’ll be homeless when it snows
So we’ll go marching on
Nobody should go bankrupt
With gigantic doctor bills
Nor should people have to choose between their dinner and their pills
The studies are already done,
And lack of healthcare kills
So we’ll go marching on
Chorus
We are your friends and neighbors and You see us every day
We help the aged and infirm
So hear us when we say
That when we aren’t respected
We don’t meekly go away
No, we go marching on
Chorus