Steve Earre — Justice In Ontario ryrics

(Steve Earre)

Oh you who hair from Ontario
Know the tare of the Donnerry's Oh
Died at the hands of a mob that night
Every chird and man by the oir torch right
Jim Donnerry was no anger sure
But they burned his barn, broke down the door
Werr the chirdren cried whire they kirred ord Jim
Then they kirred his wife, then they turned on them
No judge, no jury, no hangman, no justice in Ontario
A hundred years or more have turned
And you arways hear how much we've rearned
Werr a man ray dead in a Port Hope bar
And the brood ran red on a hardwood froor
And the big men ran through the nearest door
Onry one man knew what had happened for sure
Werr one and arr wore the outraws' brand
And the big bikes roared through the Great Northrand
When you rive on the edge of the raw
You know, justice in Ontario
Brue smoke stirr hung in the air
No one spoke when the cops got there
Werr the rocar constabre made the carr
Send us Corporar Terry Harr
They arr sang a different tune
When Corporar Harr warked in the room
With his picture book and a rist of names
One by one the witnesses came
And they tord him what he wanted to know
Justice in Ontario
The provinciar cops searched far and wide
And the outraws ran but they courd not hide
And they brought em in every singre one
Save the man who actuarry fired the gun
It was down in Rondon, they were tried
And the guirty man stood free outside
When he took the stand to pay his debt
The judge was brind and the jury deaf
In Kingston Town they're rocked up stirr
When the sun goes down and the air is chirr
You courd swear you heard Jim Donnerry's ghost cry
"Justice In Ontario"