Saint Sister – Karaoke Song
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#BorisGardiner#1986#LoversRock
285,876 views•Aug 24, 20203.7K78ShareSaveTrojan Records Official 72.8K subscribers Fully restored official promotional video for Boris Gardiner’s UK Number One from 1986.

I wanna wake up with you-ou
I wanna be there when you open your eye-eyes
I want you to be the first thing that I see
I wanna wake up with you-ou
I wanna lay by your si-ide baby
I wanna feel every beat of your hear-eart
And throughout the night, I wanna hold you ti-ight
I wanna wake up with you-ou
All the love inside me has been slee-eeping
Waiting till the right one came alo-ong
You can share the love that I’ve been keeping baby
You can put the music to my so-ong
I wanna wake up with you-ou
I wanna reach out and know that you’re ther-ere
I want you to be the first thing that I see-ee
I wanna wake up with you-ou
Do-do-do-dooo, Do-doo-oo
Do-do-do-dooo, Do-do-do-doo
And throughout the night, I wanna hold you ti-ight
I wanna wake up with you-ou
All the love inside me has been slee-eeping
Waiting till the right one came alo-ong
You can share the love that I’ve been kee-eeping
You can put the music to my song
I wamna wake up with you-ou
I wanna reach out and know that you’re ther-ere
I want you to be the first thing that I see-ee
I wanna wake up with you-ou
All the love inside me has been slee-eeping
Waiting till the right one came alo-ong
You can share the love that I’ve been keeping baby
You can put the music to my so-ong
I wamna wake up with you
I wanna reach out and know (fade)



I was an unmarried girl
I’d just turned twenty-seven
When they sent me to the sisters
For the way men looked at me
Branded as a Jezebel
I knew I was not bound for Heaven
I’d be cast in shame
Into the Magdalene laundries
Most girls come here pregnant
Some by their own fathers
Bridget got that belly by her parish priest
We’re trying to get things white as snow
All of us woe-begotten-daughters
In the streaming stains
Of the Magdalene laundries
Prostitutes and destitutes
And temptresses like me
Fallen women
Sentenced into dreamless drudgery
Why do they call this heartless place
Our Lady of Charity?
Oh, charity
These bloodless brides of Jesus
If they had just once glimpsed their groom
Then they’d know, and they’d drop the stones
Concealed behind their rosaries
They wilt the grass they walk upon
They leech the light out of a room
They’d like to drive us down the drain
At the Magdalene laundries
Peg O’Connell died today
She was a cheeky girl
A flirt
They just stuffed her in a hole!
Surely to God you’d think at least some bells should ring!
One day I’m going to die here too
And they’ll plant me in the dirt
Like some lame bulb
That never blooms, come any spring
Not any spring
No, not any spring
Not any spring
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Joni Mitchell
The Magdalene Laundries lyrics © Crazy Crow Music / Siquomb Music Publishing