Dropkick Murphys - Boston Asphalt lyrics

Searching for the best break the black forties could afford them Came these ever-proud world-renowned rowdy, roving men With a firmness and a purpose that so many did dismiss Sailed these huddled human ballasts on their stinking coffin ships [Chorus:] From the prison of their lonely hearts they labored long and hard A poor needy down trodden rough and ready sod Working 18 hour days for the B.A.C. Intelligent, respectable, but made of modest means With an independent spirit, so full of hopes and dreams Opportunity denied them in a doomed and starving land Came these openhearted kindly spirits of a truly threatened man