The Eight Hours Song Or "Valentine" (1883)

Come all ye wearied ones.
Lift up your voice, on high ;
Ye who have won this eight hours boon,
To you the weary cry :
We are the weak and lowly,
You have the power to say :
We will not cause our sisters pain.
Nor our brothers to waste away.

But we all will sing,
And this shall our chorus be.

Eight for father.
Eight tor mother,
Eight for sister.
Eight for brother,
Eight for lad,
Eight for lass
Every working day.

Every woman,
Every man.
Every lad and lass
Within this town of fair Brisbane,
Shall strive to bring to pass.

Eight for father,
Eight for mother,
Eight for sister.
Eight for brother.
Eight for lad.
Eight for lass
Every working day.

--PADDY GREEN.

Notes

From the Queensland newspaper the Telegraph Thursday 
15 February 1883, p. 3.