The Molly Maguires as performed by the Dubliners F C Make way for the Molly Maguires, Bb F they're drinkers, they're liars, but they're man. F C Make way for the Molly Maguires, Bb C F you'll never see the likes of them again. Dm F Dm Down the mines no sunlight shines, those pits they're black as hell; F Bb F C F in modest style they do their time, it's Paddy's prison cell; Dm Am Bb C and they curse the day they travelled far and down their tears with a jar. Make way for the Molly Maguires... Backs will break and muscles ache down there no time to dream of fields afar of a womans arm just dig that bloody seam though they drain their bodies and their brow who dare to push them around. Make way for the Molly Maguires...