Come Irishmen
both young and stern
with adventure in your soul
There are better ways
to spend your days
than in working down a hole
The ganger?s blue-eyed
pet was I
Big Jack could do no wrong
And the reason simply
was because
I could work hard hours and long
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I was tall and true,
all of 6 foot 2
But they broke me across the back
By a name I?m known
and it?s not my own
for they call me Crooked Jack
I?ve seen men old
before their time,
their faces drawn and gray
I never thought
so soon would mine
be lined the self same way
I?ve cursed the day
that I went away
To work on the hydro dams
For sweat and tears
or hopes and fears
bound up in shuttering jams
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They say that honest
toil is good
for the spirit and the soul
But believe me boys -
it?s for sweat and blood
that they want you down a hole
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1 | The Dragon |
2 | Benga |
3 | Industrial People |
4 | Desiree |
5 | Wintertime |
6 | Ula Drake |
7 | Johnnie Cope |
8 | Vincent |
9 | The Rhythm |