Song | Springhill Mine Disaster |
Artist | Martin Carthy |
Album | Martin Carthy |
作词 : MacColl, Seeger | |
In the town of Springhill Nova Scotia | |
Deep in the heart of the Cumberland Mine | |
There's blood on the coal and the miners lie | |
In roads that never saw sun nor sky | |
Roads that never saw sun nor sky | |
In the town of Springhill you don't sleep easy | |
Often the earth would 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 58 | |
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 | |
Down at the coal face miners working | |
Rattle of the belts and the cutter blades | |
Then a rumble of rock and the walls close round | |
Living and the dead men two miles down | |
Living and the dead men two miles down | |
Twelve men lay two miles from the pitshaft | |
Twelve men lay in the dark and sang | |
Long hot days in the miner's tomb | |
It was three foot wide by a hundred long | |
Three foot wide by a hundred long | |
Three days passed and the lights gave out | |
When the leading man got up and said | |
There's no more water nor light nor bread | |
So we'll live on songs of hope instead | |
Live on songs of hope instead | |
Listen for the shouts of the bareface miners | |
Listen through the rubble for the rescue team | |
Six hundred feet of coal and slag | |
Hope imprisoned in a three-foot seam | |
Hope imprisoned in a three-foot seam | |
Eight days passed and some were rescued | |
Leaving the rest to die alone | |
Through all their lives they dug a grave | |
Two miles of earth for a marking stone | |
Two miles of earth for a marking stone |
zuò cí : MacColl, Seeger | |
In the town of Springhill Nova Scotia | |
Deep in the heart of the Cumberland Mine | |
There' s blood on the coal and the miners lie | |
In roads that never saw sun nor sky | |
Roads that never saw sun nor sky | |
In the town of Springhill you don' t sleep easy | |
Often the earth would 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 58 | |
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 | |
Down at the coal face miners working | |
Rattle of the belts and the cutter blades | |
Then a rumble of rock and the walls close round | |
Living and the dead men two miles down | |
Living and the dead men two miles down | |
Twelve men lay two miles from the pitshaft | |
Twelve men lay in the dark and sang | |
Long hot days in the miner' s tomb | |
It was three foot wide by a hundred long | |
Three foot wide by a hundred long | |
Three days passed and the lights gave out | |
When the leading man got up and said | |
There' s no more water nor light nor bread | |
So we' ll live on songs of hope instead | |
Live on songs of hope instead | |
Listen for the shouts of the bareface miners | |
Listen through the rubble for the rescue team | |
Six hundred feet of coal and slag | |
Hope imprisoned in a threefoot seam | |
Hope imprisoned in a threefoot seam | |
Eight days passed and some were rescued | |
Leaving the rest to die alone | |
Through all their lives they dug a grave | |
Two miles of earth for a marking stone | |
Two miles of earth for a marking stone |