the molly maguires as performed by the dubliners
F C
make way for the molly maguires ,
A# F
they’re drinkers , they’re liars , but they’re man .
F C
make way for the molly maguires ,
A# C F
you’ll never see the likes of them again .

Dm F Dm
down the mines no sunlight shines , those pits they’re black as hell;
F A# F C F
in modest style they do their time , it’s paddy’s prison cell;
Dm Am A# C
and they curse the day they travelled far and down their tears with a jar .

make way for the molly maguires . . .

backs will break and muscles ache
down there no time to dream
of fields afar of a womans arm
just dig that bloody seam
though they drain their bodies and their brow
who dare to push them around .

make way for the molly maguires . . .