1845 The High Kings

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[Verse]
Ah me mother's hanging washing on the line on the line
Me mother's hanging washing on the line
There's a grand breeze blowing and there's plenty of drying
Me mother's hanging washing on the line on the line
Me mother's hanging washing on the line

[Verse]
Ah me father's got his shovel digging graves digging graves
Me father's got his shovel digging graves
The sweat is rolling off him but the hunger he braves
Me fathеr's got his shovel digging graves digging graves
Mе father's got his shovel digging graves

[Chorus]
Every day is just like the others
No spot left for meself or me brothers
All of us begging to stay alive in 1845

[Verse]
Ah we haven't got a shilling to our name to our name
We haven't got a shilling to our name
We're down on our knees and feeling our shame
We haven't got a shilling to our name to our name
We haven't got a shilling to our name