Though in below the coal lay rich
It’s richer noo, for aw that burnin.
For forty seven brave men are deid,
Tae wives and sweethearts ne’er returnin’.

The seams are thick in Auchengeich,
The coal below is black an’ glistening.
But och, it’s cost is faur ower dear,
For human lives there is nae reckoning.

Our coal is black, an’ coal is red,
An coal is rich beyond a treasure.
It’s black wi’ work an’ red wi’ blood,
Its richness noo in lives we measure.

Oh, better though we’d never wrocht,
A thousand years o’ work an’ grievin’.
The coal is black like the mournin’ shroud
The women left behind are weaving.

In Auchengeich there stands a pit
The wheel above it isna turnin’
For on a grey September morn
The Flames o Hell below were burnin’.

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