Joni Mitchell - The Magdalene Laundries (Live Toronto 1994)

written by Joni Mitchell | produced by Joni Mitchell & Larry Klein | from the album Turbulent Indigo (1994) | live from Intimate & Interactive (1994) | additional audio mixing by sonicboy19 | lyrics:

I was an unmarried girl 
I'd just turned twenty-seven 
When they sent me to the sisters 
For the way men looked at me 
as a jezebel 
I knew I was not bound for Heaven 
I'd be cast in shame Into the Magdalene laundries 
Most girls come here pregnant 
by their own fathers 
Bridget got that belly 
By her parish priest trying to get things white as snow 
All of us woe-begotten-daughters In the steaming stains 
Of the Magdalene laundries 
Prostitutes and destitutes 
And temptresses like me 
Fallen women 
Sentenced into dreamless drudgery 
Why do they call this heartless place
Our Lady of Charity? 
Oh charity! 
These bloodless brides of Jesus 
If they had just once glimpsed their groom 
Then they'd know and they'd drop the stones 
 Concealed behind their rosaries 
 They wilt the grass they walk upon 
 They leech the light out of a room 
 They'd like to drive us down the drain 
 At the Magdalene laundries 
 Peg O'Connell died today 
 She was a cheeky girl 
 A flirt 
 They just stuffed her in a hole! 
 Surely to God you'd think at least some bells should ring! 
 One day I'm going to die here too 
 And they'll plant me in the dirt 
 Like some lame bulb 
 That never blooms come any spring 
 Not any spring 
 No, not any spring 
 Not any spring 
 © 1994; Crazy Crow Music