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THE FACTORY GIRL'S COME-ALL-YE, by                    
First Line: Come all ye lewiston fact'ry girls
Last Line: "sing dum de whickerty, dum de way"
Subject(s): Factories;labor & Laborers;women


Come all ye Lewiston fact'ry girls,
I want you to understand,
I'm a-going to leave this factory,
And return to my native land.
Sing dum de whickerty, dum de way.
No more will I take my Shaker and shawl
And hurry to the mill;
No more will I work so pesky hard
To earn a dollar bill.
No more will I take the towel and soap
To go to the sink and wash;
No more will the overseer say
"You're making a terrible splosh!"
No more will I take the comb and go
To the glass to comb my hair;
No more the overseer will say
"You're weaving your cloth too thin!"
No more will I eat cold pudding,
No more will I eat hard bread,
No more will I eat those half-baked beans,
For I vow! They're killing me dead!
I'm going back to Boston town
And live on Tremont Street;
And I want all you fact'ry girls
To come to my house and eat!
Sing dum de whickerty, dum de way.






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