Capo 5
By Clyde's bonny banks as I sadly did wander
Among the pit heaps as the evening drew nigh;
I spied a young woman all dressed in deep mourning
А-weeping and wailing with many a sigh.
I stepped up beside her and gently addressed her:
Would it help you to talk about the cause of your pain?
А sobbing and sighing, at last she did answer
Johnny Murphy, kind sir, was my true lover's name.
Twenty-one years of age, full of youth and good looking
To work down the mine of High Blantyre he came,
Our wedding was fixed, all the guests they were invited
That calm summers evening my Johnny was slain.
The explosion was heard, by the women and children
With pale anxious faces they ran to the mine.
When the truth was made known, how the hills rang with mourning
Three-hundred-and-ten Scottish miners were slain.
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Mothers and daughters and sweethearts and lovers
The Blantyre explosion you'll never forget;
Come all you good people who hear my sad story
Remember the miners who lie at their rest
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