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letra de the great saint lawrence river - declan o'rourke

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in the crowed port of dublin town
the bedraggled h–rdes are gathering
seeking passage to a new world home
leaving all they’ve ever loved and known
to escape or die from tyranny

the first stop they’ll make is liverpool
in the cellars there below the streets
down among the vermin and disease
some hide out until their ships can leave
lest they be deported back again
this year america has closed its doors to them
so they race for canada before the ice closes the saint lawrence

now the crossing is so treacherous
with so many crammed into the hold
the conditions are most suitable
to the passing of the sickness, oh

all along the way they’re dying, oh

and after weeks upon an icy swell
those with strength to see the river still
are now witness in the dead of night
to a strange, macabre spectacle
bloated bodies, drifting out to sea

and anchored up at grosse île canada
fourty vessels lines the saint lawrence
at the station there for quarantine
the sheer magnitude of suffering
is beyond the helpess volunteers

in the thousands they will perish there
despite aslll efforts to contain the spread
of the rampant typhus fever
it’s like wildfire of the river
oohh
toronto is on high alert
and saint john is filled with swarms of them
half-starved wretches begging in the street
mothers and their children in the snow
with no shoes or stockings on their feet
they are more like ghosts, than living things

they are more like ghosts, than living things

woaahh
wooo
woooaaah

- declan orourke

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