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On Morecambe Bay
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Christy Moore
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Out beyond the street lamps where the calliopes roar Past the rack and samphire, beyond the shore I've seen them walking through the tide as rain cuts through the spray Chinese c*ckle-pickers on the sands of Morecambe Bay I stood behind them in the corner shop and in the market too I should have spoken to them, told them everything I knew Like our mothers told us as we went out to play Never try and racе the tide on the sands of Morеcambe Bay For the tide is The Devil, it will run you out of breath Race you to the seashore, chase you to your death The tide is the very Devil and the Devil has its day On the lonely c*ckle banks of Morecambe Bay Saw them sending money orders home, all their hard earned pay Tales of crossing borders on the road to Morecambe Bay Sleeping in crowded rooms on cold hard floors Such dreamless life is not worth dying for I see them in the distance, laid out in the morning light 23 migrant workers were drowned last night Their final phonecalls halfway round the world crossed As between the river estuaries they raced the tide and lost For the tide is The Devil, it will run you our of breath Race you to the seashore, chase you to your death The tides is the very Devil and The Devil has its day On the lonely c*ckle banks of Morecambe Bay In Fujian and Zeeland they mourn their next of kin Gang masters with snake tattoos call money loans back in Broken hearted parents watch their children stow away To the lonely c*ckle banks of Morecambe Bay The tide is the very Devil and The Devil has its day On the lonely c*ckle banks of Morecambe Bay
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