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AmIn the town of DSpringhill, AmNova GScotia AmDown in the Cdark of the DCumberland CMine AmThere's blood on the Dcoal and the Cminers Amlie
AmIn the roads that Dnever Amsaw sun nor Gsky AmRoads that Dnever saw Amsun nor Gsky
In the town of Springhill, you don't sleep easy Often the earth will tremble and roll When the earth is restless, miners die Bone and blood is the price of coal. Bone and blood is the price of coal. In the town of Springhill, Nova Scotia Late in the year of fifty eight The day still comes and the sun still shines But it's dark as the grave in the Cumberland mine. Dark as the grave in the Cumberland mine. Three days past and the lamps gave out And Kaela Brushton got up and and said We have no more water, or light, or bread So we'll live on song and hope instead. live on song and hope instead Listen for the shouts of the black faced miners Listen thru the rubble for a rescue team Three hundred ton of coal and slag Hope imprisoned in a three foot seam. Hope imprisoned in a three foot seam. Twelve days passed and some were rescued Leaving the dead to lie alone Thru all their days they dug their grave Two miles of earth for a marking stone Two miles of earth for a marking stone.