Tonalité : C minor
Verse 1
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Come gather 'round friends
G
and I'll tell you a tale
Am
G
Of when the red iron pits ran a-plenty
Am
But But the cardboard-filled windows
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windows and old men on the benches
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G
Am
Tell you now that the whole town is empty
Verse 2
Am
In the north end of town my own
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children are grown
Am
G
Am
But I was raised on the other
In the wee hours of youth
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my mother took sick
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G
Am
And I was brought up by my brother
Verse 3
Am
G
The iron ore poured as the years
passed the door
Am
G
The drag lines an' the shovels
they was a-humming
Am
'Till 'Till one day my brother
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failed to come home
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G
Am
The same as my father be fore him
Verse 4
Am
Well, a long winter's wait from
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the window I watched
Am
G
My friends they couldn't
Am
have been kinder
And my schooling was cut as
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I quit in the spring
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G
Am
To marry John Thomas, a miner
Verse 5
Am
Oh, the years passed again,
G
and the giving was good
Am
With the lunch bucket filled
G
Am
every season
What with three babies born,
G
the work was cut down
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G
Am
To a half a day's shift with no reason
Verse 6
Am
Then the shaft was soon shut,
G
and more work was cut
Am
G
Am
And the fire in the air, it felt frozen
'Till a man come to speak,
G
and he said in one week
Am
G
Am
That number el even was closing
Verse 7
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They complained in the East,
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they are paying too high
Am
G
They say that your ore
Am
ain't worth digging
That it's much cheaper down in
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the South American towns
Am
Where the miners work al
G
Am
most for nothing
Verse 8
Am
So the mining gates locked,
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and the red iron rotted
Am
And the room smelled
G
Am
heavy from drinking
Where the sad,
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silent song made the hour twice as long
Am
G
Am
As I waited for the sun to go sinking
Verse 9
Am
I lived by the window as
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he talked to himself
Am
This silence of tongues
G
Am
it was building
'Till one morning's wake,
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the bed it was bare
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G
Am
And I was left alone with three children
Verse 10
Am
The summer is gone,
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the ground's turning cold
Am
G
The stores one by one
Am
they're all folding
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My children will go as soon
G
as they grow
Am
Well, there ain't nothing
G
Am
here now to hold them
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