The Hardest Mile

The Hardest Mile Lyrics

Song The Hardest Mile
Artist Dropkick Murphys
Album Going Out in Style
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[00:12.92] I'm heading for a life in the land of the free
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[00:15.61] Sending every penny home to the family
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[00:18.42] Off to find fortunes that can't be bought
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[00:21.24] Now Paddy's struck down from a single shot
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[00:24.55] Paddy's struck down from a single shot!
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[00:27.54] They lured the men away they promised wealth and riches
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[00:40.01] A thousand miles from home lying steel and digging ditches
[00:40.82] The work would be a challenge nary a soul could stand the trial
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[00:45.13] These wayfaring boys built the railways toughest mile
[00:45.88] Fifty-seven men on the hardest mile!
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[00:48.07] Fifty-seven men on the hardest mile
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[00:51.44] Murdered for their troubles, left to die
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[00:54.26] Immigrant sons from Donegal, Tyrone & Derry
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[00:57.44] Their numbers were few but they did the job of many
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[01:00.62] Eight weeks went by and the path was clear
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[01:16.13] Fifty-seven men had all disappeared
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[01:19.13] Not a mention of their name no stone was ever turned
[01:21.38] It would be so many years before the truth was ever learned
[01:24.32] Fifty-seven men on the hardest mile
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[01:30.57] Murdered for their troubles, left to die
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[01:33.69] Immigrant sons from Donegal, Tyrone & Derry
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[01:36.44] Their numbers were few but they did the job of many
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[01:39.56] Now ghosts dance a jig on an unmarked grave
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[02:29.74] A slug full of lead was the price they were paid
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[02:34.86] Vigilante justice, prejudice and pride
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[02:37.55] No one in this valley will be seen again alive
[02:38.36] Fifty-seven men on the hardest mile
[02:38.55] Murdered for their troubles, left to die
[02:38.80] Immigrant sons from Donegal, Tyrone & Derry
[02:39.61] Their numbers were few but they did the job of many
[02:40.49] Fifty-seven men on the hardest mile
[02:40.67] Murdered for their troubles, left to die
[02:40.93] Immigrant sons from Donegal, Tyrone & Derry
[02:41.17] Their numbers were few but they did the job of many
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