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 as black as hell.     In mud and slime they do their time     it’s Paddy’s prison cell.     And they curse the day they travelled far     and drown their tears with a jar. So.... + Chorus     Backs will break and muscles ache     down there there’s no time to dream    of fields a’far a woman’s arm     just dig that bloody seam.     Though they drain their bodies under ground     Who dares to push them around......so