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