s**ing up the coal dust into your lungs
Underneath the hills where there is no sun
Trying to make a living on a dollar a day
Digging coal in Pennsylvaniay
We left old Ireland, we left our home
Across the ocean, we had to roam
With five sons and a scrawny wife
Trying to make some kind of a life
s**ing up the coal dust into your lungs
Underneath the hills where there is no sun
Trying to make a living on a dollar a day
Digging coal in Pennsylvaniay
But the Welsh and the English, the Germans, the Dutch
Control the mines, they didn't leave much
A tar-paper shanty, no Irish apply
The Mollies started blowing all the mines sky-high
s**ing up the coal dust into your lungs
Underneath the hills where there is no sun
Trying to make a living on a dollar a day
Digging coal in Pennsylvaniay
A straw boss shot, and owner disappears
Many's a Welshman lost his ears
Company store burned to the ground
The Molly Maguires are spreading all around
s**ing up the coal dust into your lungs
Underneath the hills where there is no sun
Trying to make a living on a dollar a day
Digging coal in Pennsylvaniay
Black Jack Kehoe looked after his pack
Even honest Irish though wouldn't fight back
The Molly Maguires are controlling the coal
s**ing up the coal dust into your lungs
Underneath the hills where there is no sun
Trying to make a living on a dollar a day
Digging coal in Pennsylvaniay
But terror ends as it had begun
James McParland, he ended their run
He left as a Molly, and he brought their fate
After many years he ended the hate
s**ing up the coal dust into your lungs
Underneath the hills where there is no sun
Trying to make a living on a dollar a day
Digging coal in Pennsylvaniay