Gruvolyckor - nu och då

Arbetarperspektiv skrev om den stackarn som dog i en gruvolycka i Kirunagruvan. För att hedra arbetaren la han in texten för den enda sång han kände till om någon som dig i en gruvolycka, Dropkick Murphys Buried Alive.

Dropkick Murphys tillhör mina favoriter, jag köpte biljetter till deras spelning i Globen den 31:a mars samma dag de släpptes.

Det finns dock ett annat band som tillhör mina favoriter. The Dubliners.

Detta irländska band har framfört den klassiska låten om gruvolyckan i Springhill i Kanada då 74 gruvarbetare dog. Det är en av de vackraste låtar jag känner till och i Dubliners version är den sorgligare än någonsin.

"In the town of Springhill, Nova Scotia
Down in the dark of the Cumberland Mine
There's blood on the coal and the miners lie
In the roads that never saw sun nor sky
In the roads that never saw sun nor sky

In the town of Springhill, you don't sleep easy
Often the earth will tremble and roll
When the earth is restless, miners die
Bone and blood is the price of coal
Bone and blood is the price of coal

In the town of Springhill, Nova Scotia
Late in the year of fifty-eight
Day still comes and the sun still shines
(But it's) Dark as the grave in the Cumberland mine
Dark as the grave in the Cumberland mine

Down at the coal face, miners working
Rattle of the belt and the cutter's blade
Rumble of the rock and the walls closed round
(The) Living and the dead men two miles down
Living and the dead men two miles down

Twelve men lay two miles from the pitshaft
Twelve men lay in the dark and sang
Long hot days in the miners tomb
(It was) Three feet high and a hundred long
Three feet high and a hundred long

Three days past and the lamps
gave out And Kaela Brushton got up and and said
There's no more water, or light, or bread
(So we'll) Live on song and hope instead
Live on song and hope instead

Listen for the shouts of the barefaced miners
Listen thru the rubble for a rescue team
Six hundred feet of coal and slag
Hope imprisoned in a three foot seam.
Hope imprisoned in a three foot seam

Eight days passes and some were rescued
Leaving the dead to lie alone
Thru all their lives they dug their grave
Two miles of earth for a marking stone
Two miles of earth for a marking stone"