An Cat Dubh - Durham Miners Lyrics
a G d CThere are many days in history of which the poet singsF G aof cruel wars and famine of emperors and kingsa G d Cbut the first day of October stays in my memory yetF G afor the things I saw in Durham town I never will forgetWell poverty and hardship have long been a miners lotand some would say the Durham mine is a place thats best forgotBut I'm a true-born miner an I've never run awayso with the few I joined the queue to strike that fateful dayd a G d a GNo one knows the tears I cried I knew I was leavinga F GWhere will I go, I dont know, I dont knowThe police came on like devils and told us we must ceaseFor Durham town was not our own for marching where we pleasebut wiser men they told us and gave us this adviceso if we dared to disagree we'd pay an awful priceAnd then the gang came over us the bosses hireling crewand smiling in their viciousness their sticks and batons drewthat bloody day in 94 is kept well in my brainthe screams and shouts of injured men the awful cries of painCome all you true-born miners and list' awhile to methat dark day in October will always precious beand Durhams light that miners lit will kindle far and widewhen the struggle's done and we've overcomewe can hold our head with pride
