I ain't gonna work in a factory
And greasy up my clothes
Ain't gonna work in a factory
Splinters in my toes
Pity me my darling, pity me I say
Pity me my darling, and carry me away

No more I'll wear that dirty dress
Greasy all around
No more I'll wear that dirty hat
That goes on in the crown
Pity me my darling, pity me I say
Pity me my darling, and carry me away

No more I'll hang my bobbins up
No more I'll take them down
No more I'll hang my bobbins up
I'm leaving this old town
Pity me my darling, pity me I say
Pity me my darling, and carry me away

No more I'll hear that whistle blow
To call me up so soon
No more I'll hear that whistle blow
To call me from my home
Pity me my darling, pity me I say
Pity me my darling, and carry me away
No more I'll hear that spinning wheel
Rollin’ in my head
No more I'll hear that spinning wheel
To call me from my bed
Pity me my darling, pity me I say
Pity me my darling, and carry me away
Ain't gonna work in a factory
And greasy up my clothes
Ain't gonna work in a factory
Splinters in my toes
Pity me my darling, pity me I say
Pity me my darling, and carry me away
Pity me my darling, pity me I say
Pity me my darling, and carry me away
Pity me my darling, pity me I say
Pity me my darling, and carry me away