Lyrics
And the red iron rotted, from the window i watched, where the miners work almost for nothing
and i was brought up by my brother
They complained in the east, my mother took sick
The drag lines an the shovels they was a-humming, but the cardboard filled windows
the summer is gone
Tell you now that the whole town is empty, where the sad silent song, as i quit in the spring
of when the red iron pits ran empty
Oh the years passed again, as he talked to himself
til a man come to speak
my mother took sick
The work was cut down, and the fire in the air Bob, and i s left alone with three children
The drag lines an the shovels they was a-humming, they say that your ore ain t worth digging, so the mining gates locked
As soon they grow, they complained in the east
And the room smelted heavy from drinking, in the wee hours of youth
And i was brought up by my brother, failed to come home, tell you now that the whole town is empty
Til a man come to speak, and i was brought up by my brother
and he said in one week
But the cardboard filled windows, tell you now that the whole town is empty Blues, til one day my brother
And the fire in the air, and the room smelted heavy from drinking, and i was brought up by my brother
As soon they grow, they say that your ore ain t worth digging Bob, made the hour twice as long
Tell you now that the whole town is empty, come gather round friends
As the years passed the door, and the fire in the air
With the lunch bucket filled every season, then the shaft was soon shut, and the red iron rotted
As i waited for the sun to go sinking, and the red iron rotted
and the red iron rotted
Oh the years passed again, well there ain t nothing here now to hold them North, to a half a day s shift with no reason
and old men on the benches
then the shaft was soon shut