May the first was bright and clear,
Nineteen hundred was the year;
A great explosion rocked our town,
While the men were underground.
Don’t you see that funeral train
Don’t you see that funeral train,
Rolling down that lonesome valley
It’s the long-est one I’ve seen.
When we gathered at the slide
We thought that just a few had died,
Fought our way in past the mine head,
Carried out two hundred dead.
Don’t you see that funeral train
Don’t you see that funeral train,
Rolling down that lonesome valley
It’s the long-est one I’ve seen.
When we brought them to the light,
It was a black and awful sight,
In one family there was nine
Lost inside that burning mine.
Don’t you see that funeral train
Don’t you see that funeral train,
Rolling down that lonesome valley
It’s the long-est one I’ve seen.
A miner’s life is hard I know,
His world is dark and far below,
While he starves and goes in rags,
He’s cheaper than the coal he digs.
Don’t you see that funeral train
Don’t you see that funeral train,
Rolling down that lonesome valley
It’s the long-est one I’ve seen.
A miner’s life is hard I know,
His world is dark and far below,
While he starves and goes in rags,
He’s cheaper than the coal he digs.
Nineteen hundred was the year;
A great explosion rocked our town,
While the men were underground.
Don’t you see that funeral train
Don’t you see that funeral train,
Rolling down that lonesome valley
It’s the long-est one I’ve seen.
When we gathered at the slide
We thought that just a few had died,
Fought our way in past the mine head,
Carried out two hundred dead.
Don’t you see that funeral train
Don’t you see that funeral train,
Rolling down that lonesome valley
It’s the long-est one I’ve seen.
When we brought them to the light,
It was a black and awful sight,
In one family there was nine
Lost inside that burning mine.
Don’t you see that funeral train
Don’t you see that funeral train,
Rolling down that lonesome valley
It’s the long-est one I’ve seen.
A miner’s life is hard I know,
His world is dark and far below,
While he starves and goes in rags,
He’s cheaper than the coal he digs.
Don’t you see that funeral train
Don’t you see that funeral train,
Rolling down that lonesome valley
It’s the long-est one I’ve seen.
A miner’s life is hard I know,
His world is dark and far below,
While he starves and goes in rags,
He’s cheaper than the coal he digs.
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