well my mother never told me what was right or what was wrong she never taught me to play guitar never taught me to write songs but one thing that she taught me i'll remember for all time and that's that you should never walk across a picket line oh i would never walk across a picket line solidarity forever don't mean just sometimes so long live the union! cross my heart and hope to die if I should ever walk across a picket line she took me to the factory where the workers were on strike the company had called in scabs to break the union's might my mom went to the front and she addressed those greedy swine said i dare any of you men to walk across this picket line well one of them came forward and he had something to say: no woman will stand between me and one day's pay i don't care 'bout the others i am taking what is mine and with that he tried to walk across our picket line mom called him a dirty scab and gave him two pieces of her mind she picked up and she threw every rock that she could find and when he called the cops on her she kicked his behind and said that's what you get when you walk across a union's picket line! well to this day i can remember what my mother used to say we're fighting for a better world, not just for better pay and if we stick together then we'll win this fight in time so long as we don't walk across each other's picket lines