That Golden Time

When will it come, that golden time,

When every man is free?

When who have power to choose their tasks

Have all their liberty.

They'll sweat and toil who love to feel

Their muscles swell and move;

While men whose minds are more to them,

Create the dreams we love.

When will it come, that golden time,

When every heart must sing ?

The power to choose the work we love

Makes every man a king.