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A hundred years a thousand years We're marching on the road The going isn't easy Yet we've got a heavy load Oh we've got a heavy load The way is blind with blood and sweat And death sings in our ears But time is marching on our side We will defeat the years Oh we will defeat the years We men of bone of shrunken shank Our only treasure dearth Women who carry at the breast Heirs to the hungry earth Oh heirs to the hungry earth Speak with one voice, we march, we rest And march again upon the years Sons of our sons are listening To hear the Chartist cheers Oh, to hear the Chartist cheers From Letras Mania