(the lowell) factory girl - david rovics lyrics
no more shall i work in the factory
greasy up my clothes
no more shall i work in the factory
splinters in my toes
pity me, my darling
pity me, i say
pity me, my darling
and carry me away
no more shall i hear the bosses say
“boys, you better dauf”
no more shall i hear those bosses say
“spinners, you better clean off”
pity me, my darling
pity me, i say
pity me, my darling
and carry me away
no more shall i hear the drummer wheels
rolling over my head
when factories are hard at work
i’ll be in my bed
pity me, my darling
pity me, i say
pity me, my darling
and carry me away
no more shall i wear the old black dress
greasy all around
no more shall i wear the old black bonnet
with holes all in the crown
pity me, my darling
pity me, i say
pity me, my darling
and carry me away
no more shall i see the super come
all dressed up so proud
for i know i’ll marry a country boy
when the year is out
pity me, my darling
pity me, i say
pity me, my darling
and carry me away
pity me, my darling
pity me, i say
pity me, my darling
and carry me away
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