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HOW THE OTHER HALF LIVES
Where Mulberry Street crooks like an elbow
‘The Bend’ – the foulest core of the slums
Yet this is what the rag pickers and tramps
And some of the working girls of New York will call their home
These people live in the heat, in the darkness and the dust
In lodging houses, barracks and tenement halls
And the strange thing is the rich side of New York
Doesn’t know about this world at all
Print their pictures in the papers
Show us how the other half lives
Print their pictures in the papers
Tell us how the other half lives
And if you draw your last breath without a penny in your pocket
Be it from hunger or if you get killed
They will sail you across the Bay
And they will bury you in Potter’s Field
Print their pictures in the papers
Let us see how the other half lives
Print their pictures in the papers
Tell us how the other half lives
These were the faces of the poor,
The tired, the huddled masses,
Yearning to breathe free
Crossing the Atlantic,
Past the Statue of Liberty
Print their pictures in the papers
Show us how the other half lives
Print their pictures in the papers
Tell us how the other half lives
Print their pictures in the papers
Show us how the other half lives
Print their pictures in the papers
Tell us how the other half lives