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Magdelen Laundries, The Christy Moore
[G]Joannie was an unmarried girl [Em]just turned twenty-seven
when they [G]sent her to the sisters because of the way [Em]men looked at her.
[C]Branded as a jezebel she knew she [Em]was not bound for heaven,
she had been [C]cast in shame into the [D]Magdalen [Em]launderies.
[G]Most girls went there pregnant [Em]some by their own fathers.
[G]Bridget got her belly from the Parish [Em]Priest.
They're trying to [C]wash things as white as snow,all of those [Em]woe-begotten daughters
in the [C]steaming stains of the [D]Magdalen [Em]launderies.
[C]Prostitutes and destitutes [Em]and temptresses like Joanie.
[C]Fallen women sentenced into [Em]dreamless drudgery.
[C]Why do the call this place [Em]Our Lady Of Charity?
Of Charity?
[G]These bloodless brides of Jesus if they could [Em]just once glimpse their groom.
[G]They'd drop the stones concealed behind their [Em]rosaries.
[C]They wilt the grass they walk upon they leech the [Em]light out of a room.
They'd like to [C]wash those girls down the [D]drains of The [Em]Magdalen Launderies.
[G]Peg O'Connell died today.She was a [Em]cheeky girl,they stuffed her in a hole.
[G]Surely to God you'd think at least some [Em]bells should ring.
[C]Joanie thinks she'll die there too and that they'll [Em]tramp her in the dirt,
[C]like some lame bulb that never will bloom when the [Em]springtime comes.
when the springtime comes.
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