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 a drying
Me mother's hanging washing on the line, on the line
Me mother's hanging washing on the line
Ah, me father's got his shovel, digging graves, digging graves
Me father's got his shovel, digging graves
The sweat is rollin' off him, but the hunger, he braves
Me father's got his shovel, digging graves, digging graves
Me father's got his shovel, digging graves
Every day is just like the others
No spot left for meself, for me brothers
All of us begging to stay alive
In 1845
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 we feel no shame
We haven't got a shilling to our name, to our name
We haven't got a shilling to our name
Every day is just like the others
No spot left for meself, for me brothers
All of us begging to stay alive
In 1845
Ah, we're living on the breath of a prayer, of a prayer
We're living on the breath of a prayer
We're hanging on hope so we won't despair
We're living on the breath of a prayer, of a prayer
We're living on the breath of a prayer
Every day is just like the others
No spot left for meself, for me brothers
All of us begging to stay alive
In 1845
Ah, the young Gustav has left to sail away, sail away
The young Gustav has left to sail away
There wasn't any reason left for him to stay
The young Gustav has left to sail away, sail away
The young Gustav has left to sail away
Every day is just like the others
No spot left for meself, for me brothers
All of us begging to stay alive
In 1845
Every day is just like the others
No spot left for meself, for me brothers
All of us begging to stay alive
In 1845
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 a-drying
Me mother's hanging washing on the line, on the line
Me mother's hanging washing on the line
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 blowin' and there's plenty a-drying
Me mother's hanging washing on the line, on the line
Me mother's hanging washing on the line