Sing a song for the daughters of Magdalene
All tied up in their white ribbon
November came and before I got your letter
I will love you better, I will love you true

Everyday, I would wait by the gates for you
But with time how your heart withdrew
You said I'd never understand the pain
or share the shame but you know that I wanted to

But you gave me hope
And now you take it away
You took my love
And now you celebrate
When the morning comes
No I don't believe
That my god, oh my god
How could you take her from me?

And so I told and the sisters of mercy came
By your school just yesterday
I never meant for to cause you any pain
I want to make it better
Make it go away

So sing a song, for the daughters of Magdalene
All smothered neath the white linen
If Mary knew how she was being used
So misconstrued, how you were being used

But you gave me hope
And now you take it away
You took my love
And now you celebrate
When the morning comes
No I don't believe
That my god, oh my god
How could you take her from me?

But you gave me hope
And now you take it away
You took my love
And now you celebrate
When the morning comes
No I don't believe
That my god, oh my god
How could you take her from me?