Song of the Domestic League

And they’re comin' from the kitchen where there’s always work to do
And they’re joining hands in friendship, and they’re joining in this song
If we build the League together it will make us strong
Come on girls, join us in the chorus
Come on girls, make the rafters ring
One alone can’t speak above a whisper
But if we join together they can hear us sing
Some girls work from 9 to 5 or 'til the whistle blows
Some don’t have to work at all 'cause papa’s got the dough
No matter when we start out day, how hard the work we do
No whistles blow for us because we’re never through
They can see the rows and rows of clothes we hang upon the line
They can always see the tarnish when the silver needs a shine
They can see a hundred extra things they’d like to have us do
Why is it they can never see our point of view?