Don't you see that funeral train? Don't you see that funeral train? Rolling down that lonesome valley It's the longest one I've seen.
May the 1st was bright and clear 1900 was the year A great explosion rocked our town While the men were underground.
When we gathered at the slide We thought that just a few had died Fought our way in past the mine head Carried out two hundred dead.
When we brought them to the light It was black and an awful sight In one family there were nine Lost inside that burning mine.
A miner's life is hard I know His work is dark and far below While he starves and goes in rags He's cheaper than the coal he digs.