The Marathon Strike

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When Marathon locked us out, they thought they’d have us beat
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We’ve been walking through the blizzards, we’ll be walking through the heat
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There’s only ever been one way to run a marathon,
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One foot, then the next, keep moving on

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And the line, keeps on walking, walking
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Under the shine, of the gas-flare light
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And that river, well it keeps on rollin’, keeps on rollin’
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Keeps on rolling on into the night

And inside the refinery, the scabs fumble along
Juggling jobs- they’ll drop the ball, if anything goes wrong
Those hydrofluoric gasses, if she blows she’ll choke the town
And gut the Mississippi running down

Chorus

A strike’s a war of money- every nickel, every dime
At Marathon and Speedway, they want you to cross the line
So if you see a picket and you know you wouldn’t pass
Don’t be a scab when you fill up your gas

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With scabs in the refinery, they twisted in the blade
Brought rats to build the scaffold and kicked out the Building Trades
And the law says it’s a different fight, but everybody knows
we’ll walk together or we’ll hang alone

Chorus

So march, march, day and night, beneath the cooling tower,
They’ve got the refinery, but we’ve still got the power
Keep fire in your belly and keep iron in your spine
Keep walking and we’ll see that finish line