Lyr Req: Shu la la Shu la la ~ My foot rocks th

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Shu la la Shu la la ~ My foot rocks th
From: GUEST
Date: 22 Jun 19 - 03:52 AM

That is the chorus

I work in the dingy half-light
From the dawn 'til half into the night.
My fine ladies' petticoat, a mans silk cravat
knowing every seam must be right.

A baby unwed lends disgrace
Your coming child, cost me my place,
Your father was gone, I was left all alone,
In my home I scarce dared show my face.

Abandoned I came to this town
Not knowing where work could be found
When they taught me to sew, Oh how could I know
That ere long I'd be crushed to the ground.

My hands bleed at night from the pins
My eyes, once so sharp, now grow dim,
My tiol and my pain, the drudgery, the shame
Are the price that I pay for our sin.

Subject: Lyr Req: Shu la la Shu la la ~ My foot rocks th
From: Glen
Date: 06 Apr 03 - 04:35 AM

Loking for the lyrics (and tune) these are the words I remember

Shu la la ~ Shu la my foot rocks the cradle
Sleep till the morning light creeps o'er the cill
Shu la la ~ Shu la, I work when I'm able
Turning a collar or gathering a frill.

I heard a lady sing it at Towersey, must have been about seven years ago and it's haunted me ever since.