John Doyle - Crooked Jack | Текст песни

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Come Irishmen both young and stern
With adventure in your soul
There are better ways to spend your days
Than in working down a hole

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I was tall and true, all of 6 foot 2
But they broke me across the back
By a name I'm known and it's not my own
For they call me Crooked Jack

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The ganger's blue-eyed boy was I
Big Jack could do no wrong
And the reason simply was because
I could work hard hours and long

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I've cursed the day that I went away
To work on the hydro dams
For sweat and tears or hopes and fears
Bound up in shuttering jams

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I've seen men old before their time
Their faces drawn and gray
I never thought so soon would mine
Be lined the self same way

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They say that honest toil is good
For the spirit and the soul
But believe me boys it's for sweat and blood
That they want you down a hole