I left school at fourteen
My adulthood begun
They sent me down the dusty mines
Just like my daddy done
I went into the dirty pits
A life of molten black
A seam of coal beneath my knees
The world upon my back.
Half a mile I’d have to crawl
To cut that coal each day
From early in the morning
Til late I’d have to stay
I never knew the morning sun.
It’s warmth upon my face
Cos night-time’d come around again
Before I left that place.
A ton or more I’d cut each day
On my hands and knees
The smallest cog in what they call
I'd love to catch your group in a pub setting. I can hear the energy and fun in your music! The fiddle makes me want to do a jig! Fun stuff!
Farrell
Excellent track I can see this one live with a good old sing around. Love the reels between the vocals. Great song well done
Loved this visit! Blue Scar, great foot tapping, hip swaying song here. Great lyrics, (coal mining what a tough life), and great vocals. Loved the music, really super and looking forward to hearing some more. Wishing you well, Melsi
Hey Nigel!!! GOOOOO!!! Man!!! You have to be tearing up the Pubs!!! You ALL really have a tight band and sound GREAT. The heck with the PROGROCK!!!! hehehehehehehehehe!!!
Rob
Well, this was a foot-stompin' number. Oh Suzanna!!
An absolute pleasure to listen to!! Great Cajun vibe.