Peter, Paul & Mary - Ballad Of Spring Hill (Spring Hill Disaster) Lyrics
In the town of spring hill, nova scotia,Down in the heart of the cumberland mine,Theres blood on the coal and miners lieIn the roads that never saw sun or skyRoads that never saw sun or sky.Down at the coal face the miners workinRattle of the belt and the cutters bladeCrumble of rock and the walls close roundLiving and the dead men two miles downLiving and the dead men two miles downTwelve men lay two miles from the pitshaftListen for the drillin of a rescue teamSix hundred feet of coal and slagHope imprisoned in a three-foot seamHope imprisoned in a three-foot seamEight days passed and some were rescuedLeaving the dead to lie aloneAll their lives they dug their gravesTwo miles of earth for a markin stoneTwo miles of earth for a markin stoneIn the town of spring hill you dont sleep easyOften the earth will tremble and groanWhen the earth is restless, miners dieBone and blood is the price of coalBone and blood is the price of coal