The Colliers

	You've heard of the great disaster
	Where a terrible price was paid.
	One hundred and forty colliers lost, and
	Twenty only saved.
	Down in the ground they're lying
	With a dirt so thick inside.
	There were many lost in the dark and
	Dust
	When the colliers called out
	"Hold your fire!"
	The gas in the old deep section
	Packed like a wintery drift.
	And many a man had a blackened face
	Before he'd finished his shift.
	The manager had been told
	"Don't fire that shot, we'll die!"
	There were many lost in the dark and
	Dust
	When the colliers called out
	"Hold your fire!"
	The firemen report their missing,
	Some say forty days.
	The manager he ignored them to cover
	His criminal ways.
	Now down in the dark they're lying
	With a dirt so thick inside.
	There were many lost in the dark and
	Dust
	When the colliers called out
	"Hold your fire!"
	The family sent white lillies,
	And paid for their Sunday best,
	And the manager found, well all comes
	Down
	The colliers had their rest.
	We'll go one more time unto the mine
	To hear those colliers cry!
	There were many lost in the dark and
	Dust
	When the colliers called out
	"Hold your fire!"