The Factory Girl Songtext
von Lady Maisery

A rich man was walking, one fine summer′s morning
The birds in the branches so sweetly did sing
The lads and the lasses together were sporting
Going down to the factory, their work to begin

He spied one amongst them more fairer than any
Her lips like red roses that none could excel
Her skin like the lily that blooms in the valley
She was a hard-working factory girl

He stepped up unto her, more closely to view her
When on him she cast a bright look of disdain
Oh young man, have manners and do not insult me
Although I'm a poor girl I think it no shame


It′s not for to scorn you fair maid, I adore you
Come grant me one favour, love, where do you dwell?
Oh young man, excuse me, for now I must leave you
For yonder's the sound of my factory bell

Oh I have fine houses, adorned with ivory
Gold in my pockets and silver as well
And if you'll come with me, a lady I′ll make you
No more will you heed your poor factory bell

Oh love and temptation are our ruination
Go find you a lady and may you do well
My friends and my comrades would all frown upon it
So I′ll stay a hard-working factory girl

Da-dee-dum-day (repeat to end)