Which side are you on, boys?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on, boys?
Which side are you on?

They say in Harlan County
There are no neutrals there
You'll either be a union man
Or a thug for J. H. Blair

Which side are you on, boys?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on, boys?
Which side are you on?

My daddy was a miner
And I'm a miner's son
He'll be with you, fellow workers
Until this battle's won

Which side are you on, boys?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on, boys?
Which side are you on?

Oh workers, can you stand it?
Oh, tell me how you can
Will you be a lousy scab
Or will you be a man?

Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?

Come all of you good workers
Good news to you I'll tell
Of how the good old union
Has come in here to dwell

Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?