Year Two, Week Eighteen: “Mathilde Pt. 2”

Lyrics:

The gym was busy, the ring was packed
She stood at the entrance dressed in black
with a blood-red shawl around her head
and a hand-written sign that said:

“U-N-I-O-N
U-N-I-O-N
These men are your brothers
protect one another
cause if you don’t who will?
U-N-I-O-N”

For six long months she’s been on this drum
beating everywhere that the boxers come
From Lowell to Worchester and the whole damn state
No one else is willing to stand up straight
and say:

“U-N-I-O-N
U-N-I-O-N
These men are your brothers
protect one another
cause if you don’t who will?
U-N-I-O-N”

And then one night there’s a pounding at the door
And a fist breaks her teeth and she drops to the floor
And a voice says “We don’t need no Union whore
making trouble where there’s never been trouble before”

Mathilde wraps her head again
in the blood-red shawl and tries to pretend
that the pain don’t hurt and the fear won’t last
and that all this suffering will pay off fast
And she thinks of her father and she thinks of her life
Since she came to the states to be a boxer’s wife
And now a boxer’s widow, she swore on his bones
to fight for fighters like Mother Jones

“U-N-I-O-N
U-N-I-O-N
These men are your brothers
protect one another
cause if you don’t who will?
U-N-I-O-N”

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