The Molly Maguires - Luke Kelly

Make way for the Molly Maguires

They’re drinkers, they’re liars, but they’re men

Make way for the Molly Maguires

You’ll never see the likes of them again

Down the mines no sunlight shines

Those pits they’re black as hell

In modest style they do their time

It’s Paddy’s prison cell

And they curse the day they traveled far

And drown their tears with a jar

Make way for the Molly Maguires

They’re drinkers, they’re liars, but they’re men

Make way for the Molly Maguires

You’ll never see the likes of them again

Back will break and muscles ache

Down there there’s no time to dream

Of fields and farms, a woman’s arms

Just dig that bloody seam

Though they drain their bodies underground

Who’ll dare to push them around

Make way for the Molly Maguires

They’re drinkers, they’re liars, but they’re men

Make way for the Molly Maguires

You’ll never see the likes of them again

So, Make way for the Molly Maguires

They’re drinkers, they’re liars, but they’re men

Make way for the Molly Maguires

You’ll never see the likes of them again