Tank's Poetry
Tank's Poetry |
united states mine rescue association
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My mother said I could not have a collier If I did it would break her heart I didn’t care what my mother told me I had a collier for my sweetheart But one day up Cadger’s Loan The siren screamed at Pit Four head All of Plean ran to find out How many living, how many dead? Lowsing time in the Carbrook Dook The young shotfirer fired his shot Dynamite blew up the section Twelve lads dead, seventy caught Their holiday bags were lying waiting The men were lying down below The wee canaries they died too Salty tears in the sad Red Rows The young shotfirer had no certificate My young collier gave his life Fate was cruel to my sweetheart And I will never be a wife My mother said I could not have a collier If I did it would break her heart I didn’t care what my mother told me I had a collier for my sweetheart About this song: Ewan McVicar was asked to write songs with the P5 class in East Plean Primary School, near Stirling. Ewan’s mother was born in Plean and Ewan remembered that his grandfather, Hugh Reynolds, had told him about being in a mining disaster. Ewan's grandfather had heard the sound of the 1921 explosion when he was hewing (cutting coal) in the next-door pit. Ewan looked up old newspapers to get details of what happened. Then he and P5 wrote this song. |
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