Springhill Mining Disaster Songtext / Lyric

Bono (Spoken): Like to... I'd like to try a song that I think we've only played once before, so. This is a city that a... a lot of Irish people came to this city, right? So this time... this Irish... the Irish people came as rock and roll band, okay? So... but this is a folk song. It's like... the Irish kinda' hold America in a very special place because, for over a hundred years or more, Irish have come over here to find work and find a future. And they brought with them songs, old Irish folk songs that became old American folk songs. And, I hope maybe we'd leave behind some songs one day. This is a song written by Peggy Seeger. It's a song... I wished I'd heard this song on the radio during the miners' strike in England a few years ago. This is called Springhill Mining Disaster.



In the town of Springhill, Nova Scotia

Down in the dark of the Cumberland mine

There's blood on the coal, and the miners lie

In roads that never saw sun or sky

Roads--



Bono (Spoken): Shut up for a second, will you? Stop whistling 'cause I'm not in the Beatles, okay? It's U2 here.



In the town of Springhill

They don't sleep easy

Often the earth will tremble and roll

When the earth is restless

Miners die



Bone and blood is the price of coal

Bone and blood is the price of coal



Listen to the shouts of the black faced miner

Listen to the call of the rescue team






We have no water, light or bread

So we're living on songs and hope instead

Living on songs and hope instead



In the town of Springhill, Nova Scotia

Down in the dark of the Cumberland mine

There's blood on the coal, and the miners lie

In roads that never saw sun or sky

Roads that never saw sun nor sky



In the town of Springhill

Don't sleep easy

Often the earth will tremble and roll

When the earth is restless

Miners die



Bone and blood is the price of coal

Bone and blood is the price of coal

Bone and blood is the price of coal



Bono (Spoken): Thanks for your patience. thank you.