In the t own of S pringhill Nova S cotia
D own in the d ark of the C umberland m ine
There's b lood on the c oal and the m iners l ie
I n roads that n ever saw s un or sky
In the t own of S pringhill they d on't sleep e asy
O ften the e arth will t remble and r oll
When the e arth is r estless m iners d ie
B one and b lood is the p rice of c oal
B one and b lood is the p rice of coal
L isten to the s houts of the b lack faced m iner
L isten to the c all of the r escue t eam
We h ave no w ater l ight or b read
So we're l iving on s ongs and h ope instea d
L iving on s ongs and h ope instead
In the t own of S pringhill N ova Sc otia
D own in the d ark of the C umberland m ine
There's b lood on the c oal and the m iners l ie
In r oads that n ever saw s un or s ky
R oads that n ever saw s un nor sky
In the t own of S pringhill d on't sleep e asy
O ften the e arth will tr emble and r oll
When the e arth is r estless m iners d ie
B one and b lood is the p rice of c oal
B one and b lood is the p rice of coal
B one and b lood is the p rice of coal