Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boston Town, artist - Della Mae. Album song Della Mae, in the genre КантриDate of issue: 27.04.2015
Record label: Concord, Rounder
Song language: English
Boston Town |
| Standing on the floor in the «City of the Spindles» |
| Got me a job, lift me up to the middle |
| The Offering painted a very pretty |
| picture |
| Work at the mills held a promise of the Scripture |
| But a girl like me was worked to the |
| bone |
| Our fingers bled and our bodies |
| moaned |
| Fourteen hours a day and then |
| My paycheck was half that of the men |
| Looking down with oppressions face |
| That pile of money they steal and |
| waste |
| Then they said they would have to cut our |
| pay |
| So we broke our cage and formed the |
| FLRA |
| They said what a waste of a pretty |
| girl |
| To let the labor flag unfurl |
| I said what more can you take from |
| me? |
| I own my hands and my dignity |
| So pass me a match and we will strike |
| it on the ground |
| And we will head back down to Boston |
| town |
| We could start a fire and they will never |
| put it out |
| And we will head back down to Boston |
| town |
| They said what a waste of a pretty |
| girl |
| To let the labor flag unfurl |
| I said what more can you take from |
| me? |
| I own my hands and my dignity |
| So pass me the match and we will |
| strike it on the ground |
| And we will head back down to Boston |
| town |
| We could start a fire and they will never |
| put it out |
| And we will head back down to Boston |
| town |