Sep 23, 2018
Gresford
The fireman’s reports they are missing, The records of forty-two days, The colliery manager had them destroyed To cover his criminal ways. Down there in the dark they are lying, They died for nine shillings a day; They’ve worked out their shift and it’s now they must lie In the darkness until Judgement Day. The Lord Mayor of London’s collecting To help both the children and wives. The owners have sent some white lilies To pay for the colliers’ lives. Farewell our dear wives and our children, Farewell our dear comrades as well. Don’t send your sons in the dark dreary mine They’ll be damned like the sinners in Hell.
Anonymous
