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The whistle screams – a piercing warning Awakens the town to the miners’ plight Down in the tunnel, where the mud ooze thickens All is not well in the mine tonight. “I’ll call my mates,” says young Joe Ferguson “I’ll run back before I go.” Right there behind him, his cousin Richard Helping their friends through the muddy flow. “Steady lads, and keep your lights now “It may look hopeless, we can but try.” With these words, he urged them forward The last one out to see the morning sky. Six of their friends, they didn’t make it Awaited their fate, in the darkened mine But thanks to the courage of Joe and Richard The others were rescued, just in time. Resting in the earth that killed them Lives cut short, in the ground below The night shift miners of the McEvoy Company Now at peace in the fields of Eldorado. The whistle screamed – a piercing warning Awakened the town to the miners’ plight Down in the tunnel, where the mud ooze thickened All was not well in the mine that night. Resting in the earth that killed them Side by side in the ground below The night shift miners of the McEvoy Company Now at peace in the fields of Eldorado. © Jim Low
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