Lyrics Mrs Rita - June Tabor
Oh
kind
Mrs.
Rita
I
never
will
tell
The
way
that
you
keep
us
poor
girls
here
in
hell
And
I
never
will
sneak
to
the
News
of
the
World
Oh
kind
Mrs.
Rita
Sincere
Mrs.
Rita
A
friend
to
a
stranger,
a
ma
to
a
girl
With
the
chalking
and
cutting
and
stitching
and
such
We
earn
what
we
earn
and
it
isn't
too
much
Enough
to
keep
half
a
step
higher
than
trash
Oh
kind
Mrs.
Rita
Sincere
Mrs.
Rita
So
loose
with
the
purse
strings,
so
free
with
the
cash
Some
guardian
angel
take
pity
and
sweep
me
away
Seems
I
work
every
hour
God
sends
in
a
day
To
line
the
pockets
of
Rita
O'Connor
To
line
the
pockets
of
Rita
O'Connor
Oh
you
can't
call
it
stealing,
more
helping
yourself
If
the
odd
pair
of
nylons
should
fall
off
the
shelf
And
fall
into
somebody's
handbag
let's
say
Oh
kind
Mrs.
Rita
Sincere
Mrs.
Rita
It
sort
of
makes
up
for
the
pitiful
pay
Oh
kind
Mrs.
Rita
Sincere
Mrs.
Rita
God
keep
and
preserve
you,
we'll
love
you
always
1 Seeds of Love
2 King of Rome
3 Casey's Last Ride
4 What Will We Do
5 Skewball
6 The Week Before Easter
7 Gypsum Davey
8 Buried in Killenny
9 Behind the Wall
10 Zaida's Poem
11 Beat the Retreat
12 Fine Horseman
13 The Overgate
14 The Fair Maid of Wallington
15 Geordie
16 Love Henry / The Cherokee Shuffle
17 Illusions
18 Four Loom Weaver
19 Cold and Raw / Down the Hill
20 The Nurse, Dorothy Nichol / The Long Long Trail / The Reaper
21 Singing the Travels
22 Hunting the Cutty Wren
23 Willie Taylor
24 Anachie Gordon
25 Dashing Away With the Smoothing Iron
26 Will Ye Go to Flanders
27 Mrs Rita
28 The Wind and Rain / The Falls of Richmond
29 The Royal Oak
30 Roseville Fair
31 Eights and Aces
32 The Baker
33 This Is Always
34 Queen Cruelty
35 Joe Peel
36 Virginia's Bloody Soil
37 Hug Pine
38 The Late Passenger / Unicorns
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