Coal Town Road

Alister MacGillivray



Well you wake up in the black

Down the coal town road

And you hike along the track

Where the coal trains load

And you make the ponies pull

Till they almost break their backs

And they'll never see again

Down the coal town road.



We hear the whistle call

And we take our towels and all

In the cages then we drop

Till there's nowhere else to fall

And we leave the world behind etc.



We never see the sun

At a penny for the ton

When the shift comes up on top

We're so thankful to be done

We head home to sleep and dream about etc.



There's miners' little sons

Playing with their cowboy guns

allacky, hey John Dougall Al

But they'd better make the best

Of their childhood while it runs

There's a pick and shovel waitin' etc.



If there's a God for us

All the miners he can bless

For we're sweatin' in the hole

Suckin' down that Devil's dust

Just to keep the fires blazin' etc.





Recorded by The Men of the Deeps (Cape Breton Group)

@Canada @mine @work

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