Molly McGuire

Well the war ended in '64
Molly arrived in '66
The land from which she came was troubled and torn
She followed her forefather's steps

Later that year Molly gave birth
To a son she always called King
The days were long and the work was hard
Reward no match for the dream

But as the boy grew there developed a bond
Unique between mothers and sons
Molly gave King his Daddy's gold ring
That wandering heart made her run

(Chorus) Where are you going Molly McGuire?
Your dreams all gone and your heart on fire
Where are you going Molly McGuire?
Molly can I go with you?

Soon the big city sucked Molly down
Into a void on a factory row
She worked like a slave, died a little each day
She knew it was her time to go
Molly loved the land where Lady Liberty stands
She followed her dreams but she failed
With a pistol in her purse she could finally lift the curse
No more tears, no more pain
She thought about Ireland, thought about King
No one left to blame for the loss of her dreams
She drew her last breath and laid it to rest
On a cold New York night in the rain
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