Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crooked Jack, artist - The Blarney Lads. Date of issue: 11.08.2010
Song language: English
Crooked Jack |
| Come Irishmen |
| both young and stern |
| with adventure in your soul |
| There are better ways |
| to spend your days |
| than in working down a hole |
| The ganger′s blue-eyed |
| pet was I Big Jack could do no wrong |
| And the reason simply |
| was because |
| I could work hard hours and long |
| I was tall and true, |
| all of 6 foot 2 |
| But they broke me across the back |
| By a name I′m known |
| and it′s not my own |
| for they call me Crooked Jack |
| I′ve seen men old |
| before their time, |
| their faces drawn and gray |
| I never thought |
| so soon would mine |
| be lined the self same way |
| I′ve cursed the day |
| that I went away |
| To work on the hydro dams |
| For sweat and tears |
| or hopes and fears |
| bound up in shuttering jams |
| They say that honest |
| toil is good |
| for the spirit and the soul |
| But believe me boys — |
| it′s for sweat and blood |
| that they want you down a hole |