We lived in a village
no work just mines
coal was abundant
we grovelled the face.

No not on top
but underneath ground
couldn't eat real food
just water

Jam butties
dripping not ham
canary sings
sweet and loud.

Taken down the mines
to see if it survived
if it died
we knew we wouldn't survive

There was gasses deep below
They gave us a living
took away our life
took away our soul.