Prisoner's Song
Dropkick Murphys Lyrics


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Looking on a past where we still had a chance
We were pawns in a game that we could not win
Now we're alone just a pick an' stone
We're dreaming of a future where our ship comes in
Dreaming of a future where our ship comes in

Hey, ho, dreaming of a future where our ship comes in
Hey ho a prisoner's song
Hey ho a game we could not win
Hey ho dreaming of a future where our ship comes in

A prisoner, my thoughts are
A number in a cell, locked up like a dog in this man made hell
Marching along, another man on the gang
I'm shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain
Shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain

Hey ho a prisoner's song
Hey, ho, marching along, another man on the gang
Hey, ho, shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain

We count days and nights
We're paying with our lives
We're paying for our wrongs
Singing a prisoner's song
Singing a prisoner's song

Looking on a past where we still had a chance
We were pawns in a game that we could not win
Now we're alone just a pick an' stone
We're dreaming of a future where our ship comes in
Dreaming of a future where our ship comes in





Hey, ho, dreaming of a future where our ship comes in

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Prisoner's Song" by Dropkick Murphys describe the feelings of a prisoner locked up in a cell, unable to escape their sentence. The prisoner reflects on their past, realizing that they were just pawns in a game they couldn't win, and cling to the hope of a future where their ship comes in. They are shackled to the ball and chain, and forced to march along with other prisoners, counting the days and nights as they pay for their wrongs. They sing a prisoner's song, longing for the day when they can be free and dreaming of a brighter future.


The lyrics convey a sense of hopelessness and despair, but also an underlying thread of resilience and determination. Despite their circumstances, the prisoners are holding onto a glimmer of hope for a better future, and refuse to give up entirely. The repetition of the phrase "dreaming of a future where our ship comes in" serves as a powerful metaphor for their longing for a better life, and the desire for freedom from their current situation.


Line by Line Meaning

Looking on a past where we still had a chance
Reflecting on a time when we had opportunities


We were pawns in a game that we could not win
We were controlled and manipulated in a situation where we didn't have a chance of success


Now we're alone just a pick an' stone
We are isolated with no support or resources


We're dreaming of a future where our ship comes in
We are hopeful for a successful future


Dreaming of a future where our ship comes in
Still hoping for a better future


Hey, ho, dreaming of a future where our ship comes in
Continuing to hope for a better future


Hey ho a prisoner's song
A song of people feeling trapped and powerless


Hey ho a game we could not win
We were put in a situation where we had no chance to succeed


Hey ho dreaming of a future where our ship comes in
Still dreaming and hoping for a better future


A prisoner, my thoughts are
Feeling trapped and confined in my own mind


A number in a cell, locked up like a dog in this man made hell
Being physically and mentally trapped in a terrible environment


Marching along, another man on the gang
Going along with the system and doing what is expected


I'm shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain
Being held back and restricted by circumstances


We count days and nights
Measuring time as it passes by


We're paying with our lives
Our time and freedom are being taken away from us


We're paying for our wrongs
Being punished for mistakes made in the past


Singing a prisoner's song
Expressing feelings of being trapped and powerless




Lyrics © SPIRIT TWO SMA
Written by: ALEXANDER BARR, JAMES P. LYNCH, JEFF DAROSA, KENNETH W. CASEY, MATHEW E. KELLY, TIMOTHY JOHN BRENNAN

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Biljana Sibinović

Lyrics:

Looking back on a past when we still had a chance
We were pawns in a game that we could not win
Now we're alone, just a pick and stone
We're dreaming of a future when our ship comes in
Dreaming of a future when our ship comes in

Hey, Ho
A prisoner's song
Pawns in a game that we could not win
Hey, Ho
A prisoner's song
Dreaming of a future when our ship comes in

A prisoner to my thoughts, a number and a cell
Locked up like a dog in this worldly hell
Marching along, another man on the gang
I'm shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain
Shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain

Hey, Ho
A prisoner's song
Marching along, another man on the gang
Hey, Ho
A prisoner's song
Shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain

We count the days and nights
We're paying with our lives
We're paying for our wrongs
Singing a prisoner's song
Singing a prisoner's song

Looking back on a past when we still had a chance
We were pawns in a game that we could not win
Now we're alone, just a pick and stone
We're dreaming of a future
When our ship comes in
Dreaming of a future when our ship comes in



The Ghost of Johnny Cash

Looking on a past where we still had a chance
We were pawns in a game that we could not win
Now we're alone just a pick an' stone
We're dreaming of a future where our ship comes in
Dreaming of a future where our ship comes in

Hey, ho, dreaming of a future where our ship comes in

Hey ho a prisoner's song
Hey ho a game we could not win
Hey ho dreaming of a future where our ship comes in

A prisoner, my thoughts are
A number in a cell, locked up like a dog in this man made hell
Marching along, another man on the gang
I'm shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain
Shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain

Hey ho a prisoner's song
Hey, ho, marching along, another man on the gang
Hey, ho, shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain

We count days and nights
We're paying with our lives
We're paying for our wrongs
Singing a prisoner's song
Singing a prisoner's song

Looking on a past where we still had a chance
We were pawns in a game that we could not win
Now we're alone just a pick an' stone
We're dreaming of a future where our ship comes in
Dreaming of a future where our ship comes in

Hey, ho, dreaming of a future where our ship comes in



All comments from YouTube:

85gslse

You don't have to be Irish to love Dropkick.

Lionel Starkweather

Sure. I'm Belarusian and i love their music

Dániel Pintér

But if you'd do I would proudly become Daniel O'pinte 😅😁

Carson Key

They’re from Boston so I don’t feel bad lol

Leonardo Cefalo

Neither do they

Biljana Sibinović

Lyrics:

Looking back on a past when we still had a chance
We were pawns in a game that we could not win
Now we're alone, just a pick and stone
We're dreaming of a future when our ship comes in
Dreaming of a future when our ship comes in

Hey, Ho
A prisoner's song
Pawns in a game that we could not win
Hey, Ho
A prisoner's song
Dreaming of a future when our ship comes in

A prisoner to my thoughts, a number and a cell
Locked up like a dog in this worldly hell
Marching along, another man on the gang
I'm shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain
Shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain

Hey, Ho
A prisoner's song
Marching along, another man on the gang
Hey, Ho
A prisoner's song
Shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain

We count the days and nights
We're paying with our lives
We're paying for our wrongs
Singing a prisoner's song
Singing a prisoner's song

Looking back on a past when we still had a chance
We were pawns in a game that we could not win
Now we're alone, just a pick and stone
We're dreaming of a future
When our ship comes in
Dreaming of a future when our ship comes in

Nezmeroz0093

I love the Murphys! Their style is so original! I've been in love with their music since "shipping up to boston"!

Briar Buckler

no one else could make banjos and accordians sound so badass

nitzan z

this song proves that if you recicle a great song, it's still great.

John Jarboe

2:23-2:37 is easily one of the most kick ass things ever.

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