Magdalene Laundry (Live) Christy Moore

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The Magdalene Laundries

Joni was an unmarried girl
Just turned twenty-seven
When they sent her to the sisters
For the way men looked at her
Branded as a jezebel
She knew she was not bound for Heaven
She'd been cast in shame
Into the Magdalene laundries

Most girls went there pregnant
Some by their own fathers
Bridget got her belly
From the parish priest
They’re trying to get things white as snow
All of those woe-begotten-daughters
In the steaming stains
Of the Magdalene laundries

Prostitutes and destitutes
And temptresses like Joni--
Fallen women--
Sentenced into dreamless drudgery ...
Why do they call this heartless place
Our Lady of Charity? Of charity!