Miners Lullaby

(lyrics: James Low, arrangement: K. Brown)



Sing little bird
Sing for the skies and your freedom
'cause its dark in this hole and our bodies have bonded
Yours to the miner and mine to the coal

I came from the cradle
of clear southern pine
You from across the wide ocean
Do you remember of your former life
I've heard it's a Garden of Eden

They say that the mountains
were made for this life
God made these hands just for workin'
Did God make your wings to be caged in the mine'to ease my poor mind with your singin'

Sing little bird
Sing for the skies and your freedom
'cause its dark in this hole and our bodies have bonded
Yours to the miner and mine to the coal

Now sleep little bird
Dream of your skies and your freedom
'cause its dark in this hole
and Im too tired to shovel