Am G Am My name is Mary Clare Malloy, I was born in County CorkEm Am At 18 years of age I sailed for the shores of old New YorkEm Am With seven hundred picture brides, torn 'tween hope and fearF G Am At last we spied Manhattan and the famous Isle of Tears [Verse]G Am My first taste of the New World turned to ashes very fastEm Am The ones who entered freely were from first and second classEm Am We steerage folk remained on board, as if we were exilesF G Am The captain turned the ship around and sailed to Ellis Isle[Verse]G Am We disembarked and stood in line with chalk marks on our coatsEm Am X for mental illness, if E, back on the boatEm Am They asked us what our breeding was, could we read or write?F G Am The sound of women weeping at the dormitories at night [Verse]G Am My best friend was deported back to a poor Killea homeEm Am Another sent to Swinburne Isle, died of cholera, aloneEm Am The rest of us were shipped to trains, bound for Midwest statesF G Am To wild and stormy prairie lands and our prospective mates [Verse]G Am He's American primitive manG Am In an American primitive landC G F Am Irish eyes and calloused handsG Am American primitive man
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