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I was an unmarried girl |
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Id just turned twenty-seven |
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When they sent me to the sisters |
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For the way men looked at me |
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Branded as a jezebel |
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I knew I was not bound for heaven |
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Id be cast in shame |
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Into the magdalene laundries |
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Most girls come here pregnant |
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Some by their own fathers |
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Bridget got that belly |
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By her parish priest |
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Were trying to get things white as snow |
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All of us woe-begotten-daughters |
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In the streaming stains |
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Of the magdalene laundries |
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Prostitutes and destitutes |
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And temptresses like me |
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Fallen women |
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Sentenced into dreamless drudgery |
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Why do they call this heartless place |
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Our lady of charity |
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Oh charity! |
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These bloodless brides of jesus |
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If they had just once glimpsed their groom |
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Then theyd know, and theyd drop the stones |
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Concealed behind their rosaries |
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They wilt the grass they walk upon |
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They leech the light out of a room |
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Theyd like to drive us down the drain |
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At the magdalene laundries |
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Peg oconnell died today |
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She was a cheeky girl |
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A flirt |
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They just stuffed her in a hole |
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Surely to God youd think at least some bells should ring |
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One day Im going to die here too |
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And theyll plant me in dirtthe |
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Like some lame bulb |
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That never blooms come any spring |
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Not any spring |
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No, not any spring |
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Not any spring |
