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 filename[ COALTNRD RG ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===