Mary Jane was sent away to a great manufacturing city Of the Midlands Where work had been found for her in a cloth factory And there was nothing in that town that was good for a soul to see The sky is grey, the city soon wakes up Black cats and the dark looks are close up Lonely men in alleyways wander The bells ring announce the uncertain A solemn song burning my heart Spilled its notes around A prayer rang, shaking all souls In the cathedral dome ♪ To this city I arrived To work all day and sleep at night To earn a crust While the birds go to the ocean Flying high in the sky I am still here, against my will Spending my time To earn a crust While the birds go to the ocean Flying high in the sky ♪ I am still here, against my will Spending my time To earn a crust While the birds go to the ocean Flying high in the sky