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Joni Mitchell( Roberta Joan Anderson )
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The Magdelene Laundries
I was an unmarried girl I'd just turned twenty seven When they sent me to the sisters For the way men looked at me
Branded as a Jezebel I knew I was not bound for Heaven I'd be cast in shame Into the Magdalene laundries
Most girls come here pregnant Some by their own fathers Bridget got that belly By her parish priest
We're trying to get things white as snow All of us woe begotten daughters In the streaming stains Of the Magdalene laundries
Prostitutes and destitutes and temptresses like me Fallen women, sentenced into dreamless drudgery Why do they call this heartless place our lady of charity? Charity
These bloodless brides of Jesus If they had just once glimpsed their groom Then they'd know and they'd drop those stones Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Concealed behind their rosaries
They wilt the grass they walk upon They leech the light out of a room They'd like to drive us down the drain At the Magdalene laundries
Peg O'Connell died today She was a cheeky girl, a flirt They just stuffed her in a hole Surely to God you'd think at least some bells should ring
One day I'm going to die here too And they'll plant me in the dirt Like some lame bulb that never blooms Come any spring, not any spring
No, not any spring No, not any spring No, not any spring No, not any spring
No, not any spring No, not any spring No, not any spring No, not any spring
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