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I was an unmarried girl |
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I'd 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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I'd 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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We're 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 they'd know, and they'd 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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They'd like to drive us down the drain |
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At the Magdalene laundries |
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Peg O'Connell died today |
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She was a cheeky girl, A flirt |
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They just stuffed her in a hole! |
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Surely to God you'd think at least some bells should ring! |
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One day I'm going to die here too |
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And they'll plant me in the dirt |
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(Like) Some lame bulb |
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That never blooms come any spring |
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How any spring |
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Oh.... |
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Ah... |
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Nobody any spring |
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Not any spring |
