Those women left behind Way back down the line With their love unattended Giving in at times undefended When the nightly caress And the day's duress Only get blended Reality gets suspended So herein lies the tale Of their men who ride the rail Blood a boil and hearts on fire Become a certain breed Where the dangers fore fit heed Laying rail for the silver flyer ♪ What about at the beginning of the line Down deep in the mine With dusted lungs and soiled attire That rock that allows the train to live The notion's mad as a loco motive Busting it up now with the Molly maguires Molly maguires From the pennsylvania coal To the arizona copper sun Putting the motion In locomotion And what about the hellish heat Where a drop of water tastes so sweet Digging rock while the sky's on fire That stuff grown in stone Breaking machine, man's will and bone Getting the copper for just pennies Getting the copper for the wire These men hoped to get enough So life wouldn't be so tough On the women they've fallen for Or will still desire Like those who ride the rail Whose passions will prevail Blood a boil and hearts on fire Molly maguires All starting with the molly maguires Way back down the line All the women left behind With blood a boil and Their hearts on fire