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点击复制You've heard of the gresford disaster
Of the terrible price that was paid
Two hundred and fourty two colliers were lost
And three men of the rescue brigade
It occurred in the month of September
At three in the morning the pit
It was racked by a violent explosion
In the Dennis where gas lay so thick
Now the gas in the Dennis deep section
Was packed there like snow in a drift
And many a man had to leave the coal face
Before he had worked out his shift
And a fortnight before the explosion
To the shot firer tomlinson cried
If you fire that shot we'll be all blown to hell
And no body can say that he lied
And the lord mayor of London's collecting
To help out the children and wives
The owners have sent some lilies
To pay for the poor colliers' lives
Down there in the dark they are lying
They died for nine shillings the day
And they worked out their shift and now they must lie
In the darkness until judgment day
Farewell all our dear wives and our comrades
Farewell all our children as well
And don't send your sons down the dark dreary mine
They'll be doomed like the sinners in hell