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She fought for the rights of

Those come from afar

To pry gold from the earth,

their hands calloused and hard

Their toil full of danger each one bore the scars

Still few know her name

She stood alongside of the men who fell trees

In the forests where they risked

Their lives backs and knees

To send a few dollars to their families

Still few know her name

She was Red as the blood

That flows through my veins

Spirit strong as the rails that carry the trains

She believed that her cause

Was as pure as the rain

Her name was Jeanne Corbin

"Workers united are stronger" she'd say

She wrote for the paper,

Planned marches in May

To teach us the truth of the Bolshevik way

Still few know her name

She was Red as the blood

That flows through my veins

Spirit strong as the rails that carry the trains

She believed that her cause

Was as pure as the rain

Her name was Jeanne Corbin

name was Jeanne Corbin

She railed against tyranny whenever she could

Jeanne was labeled as evil by the forces of good

Slapped her in irons

Bread and water for food

Kept a dossier in her name

She returned to Timmins

To the Worker's Store

And with each passing month

Grew more tired and sore

Sent to London to heal,

Consumption won the war

Now she lies in a numbered grave

She was Red as the blood

That flows through my veins

Spirit strong as the rails that carry the trains

She believed that her cause

Was as pure as the rain

Her name was Jeanne

Her name was Jeanne

Her name was Jeanne Corbin

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