Though they drain their bodies underground Who'd dare to push them around?
Make way for the Molly McGuires They're drinkers they're liars but they're men Make way for the Molly McGuires You'll never see the likes of them again
Down the mines no sunlight shines Those pits they're black as hell In mud and slime they do their time Its paddy's prison cell And they curse the day they travelled far And drown their tears in a jar
Backs 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'd dare to push them around
