Tonalité : C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Come gather round, friends,
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and I'll tell you a tale
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When the red iron ore
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pits run plenty
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Now the cardboard -filled windows,
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the old men on the benches
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I tell you now, the whole town is empty
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In the north end of town,
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my own children have grown
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I was raised on the other,
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in the wee hours of youth,
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my mother took sick
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I was brought up by my brother,
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and the iron ore poured
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as the years passed the door
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The drag lines and the shovels,
they was hummin'
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Till one day my brother,
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he just failed to come home
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The same as my father before him
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Well, a long winter's wait
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from the window I watched
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My friends,
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they could n't have been kinder
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An d my schooling was cut
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as I quit in the spring
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To marry John Thomas,
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miner
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Well, years passed again
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and the givin' was good
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With the lunch buckets
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filled every season
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Till with three babies born
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the work was cut down
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And a half a day's shift with no reason
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And the shaft was soon shut
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and more work was cut
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And the fire in the air felt frozen,
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and then a man comes to speak,
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and he said in one week,
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he said number eleven was closing,
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or they're complaining in east
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that they're paying too high.
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And they say that your ore
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ain't worth digging,
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that it's much cheaper down in
the South American in the town,
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where the miners worked
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almost for nothing.
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So the mining gates locked
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and the red iron rotted.
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And the rooms,
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smelled heavy from drinking.
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And the sad, sad song
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made the hour twice as long,
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as it waited for the sun to go sinking.
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Well, sits by the window
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and he talks to himself
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An d the si lence of
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tongues was building
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till one morning I awoke
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and I bet it was bedtime.
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And I was left all alone
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with three children
and now the summer is gone
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and the ground is turning cold.
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The stores, one by one,
they are folding
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And my children will go
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just as soon as they grow
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There ain't nothing left here now
to hold me now
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