The Hardest Mile - Dropkick Murphys

i'm heading for a life in the land of the free, sending every penny home to the family, off to find fortunes that can't be bought, now paddy's struck down from a single shot, paddy's struck down from a single shot!, they lured the men away they promised wealth and riches, a thousand miles from home lying steel and digging ditches, the work would be a challenge nary a soul could stand the trial, these wayfaring boys built the railways toughest mile, fifty-seven men on the hardest mile!, fifty-seven men on the hardest mile, murdered for their troubles, left to die, immigrant sons from donegal, tyrone & derry, their numbers were few but they did the job of many, eight weeks went by and the path was clear, fifty-seven men had all disappeared, not a mention of their name no stone was ever turned, it would be so many years before the truth was ever learned, fifty-seven men on the hardest mile, murdered for their troubles, left to die, immigrant sons from donegal, tyrone & derry, their numbers were few but they did the job of many, now ghosts dance a jig on an unmarked grave, a slug full of lead was the price they were paid, vigilante justice, prejudice and pride, no one in this valley will be seen again alive, fifty-seven men on the hardest mile, murdered for their troubles, left to die, immigrant sons from donegal, tyrone & derry, their numbers were few but they did the job of many, fifty-seven men on the hardest mile, murdered for their troubles, left to die, immigrant sons from donegal, tyrone & derry, their numbers were few but they did the job of many