“Factory Girl (feat. Sinéad O'Connor)”
(Source: as heard)
| As I went out walking |
| One fine summer morning, |
| The birds in the bushes |
| Did whistle and sing. |
| The lads and the lassies |
| In couples were courtin,' |
| Going back to the factory |
| Their work to begin. |
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| He spied one among them; |
| she was fairer than many. |
| Her cheeks like the red rose |
| That blooms in the spring. |
| Her hair like the lily |
| That grows in yon valley. |
| She was only a hard-working |
| Factory girl. |
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| He sets up beside her, |
| More closely to view her. |
| She says, "My young man, |
| Don't steer me so. |
| I've gold in my pocket |
| And silver as well. |
| No more will I answer |
| That factory call." |
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