Violet Gibson

Miss Francis The Christian scientist Met Ashbournes only Baron

And when they wed And went to bed A baby soon was born

And when she grew Nobody knew Or ever could imagine

She would take her fight To the town of Christ Hidden in a shawl

She had those Guns in her shoulders Wide eyes a glistening

Ran away To slay The facists

And her name Was Violet gibson

Well, the woman Was a Roman Catholic in Irish clothing

And the sufferage She suffered in Was welded in her head

Her melted brain Declared insane By doctors diagnosing

Until she yelled I won't be well 'Til Mussolini dead

She had those Guns in her shoulders Wide eyes a glistening

Ran away To slay The facists

And her name Was Violet gibson

She ran off a roming Off to Rome A woman running freely

And she had to two rounds For the facists clown Revolving in her hand

She clenched a rock And held her shots For Mister Mussolini

And she caught his eye When walking by And gave it to her man

She had those Guns in her shoulders Wide eyes a glistening

Ran away To slay The facists

And her name Was Violet gibson

She fired off her shots And done the job Benito was finito

Or so she thought Before the mob Would take her By the scruff

One shot would hit His nose a bit But only hurt his ego

And he said to her Italian words And then they locked her up

She had those Guns in her shoulders Wide eyes a glistening

Ran away To slay The facists

And her name was Violet

Yes she had those Guns in her shoulders Wide eyes a glistening

Ran away To slay The facists

And her name was Violet Gibson

Ran away To slay The facists

And her name was Violet Gibson