Larkin way


Tramworkers of this town remember when
In 1913, things went bad again
How brave and strong we all were on that day
When Larkin led us on our tireless way.

We sang for Jim Larkin, through the pain there was pride
And sweet young Ellie by my side.

From Stephen’s Green we walked to Irishtown
The summer sunshine framed her like a crown
The strike was called and sorrow racked our town
But I had pride and loved young Ellie Brown.

For eight long months we starved but held our ground.
Locked out in idle hell, but honour bound
The winter cold went through her well worn gown.
As a Larkin man I married Ellie Brown.

The winter passed but spring brought no relief
For men can’t stand to watch their children’s grief
Hunger stole our honour like a thief with ease
So we drifted back to work on Murphy’s breeze

Then Larkin and his union showed the way
James Connolly came later in the day
Ellie bore me sons who live today
In a bitter land we learned the Larkin way


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