music video (4′11″)
Joni Mitchell - The Magdalene Laundries
		from the album Turbulent Indigo (1994)
The Magdalene Sisters
movie by Peter Mulan (2002)
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  		june 2018
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
		Branded 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
		Some by their own fathers
		Bridget got that belly
		By her parish priest
		We’re 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
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