Sea Green Singers - Repertoire


Coal not dole by Matthew Fox and Kaye Sutcliffe Note: the letters A and B refer to the two sections on the musical score. A. It stands so proud, the wheel so still. A ghost-like figure on the hill. It seems so strange. There is no sound. Now there are no men underground. B . What will become of this pit-yard, Where men once trampled, faces hard? So tired and weary, their shift done, Never having seen the sun. A.What will it become a sacred ground? Foreign tourists gazing round. Asking if men once worked here, Way beneath the pit-head gear. B. Empty trucks, once filled with coal Line up like men on the dole. Will they e'er be used again? Or left for scrap, just like the men.		B. There'll always be a happy hour For those with money, jobs and power. They'll never realise the hurt They've caused to those they treat like dirt. A. What will become of this pit-yard, Where men once trampled, faces hard? So tired and weary, their shift done, Never having seen the sun. B. There'll always be a happy hour For those with money, jobs and power. They'll never realise the hurt They've caused to those they treat like dirt.