Christy Moore - Blantyre Explosion lyrics

By Clyde's bonny banks as I slowly did wander
Among the pit heaps as the evening grew nigh
I spied a young woman all
Dressed in black mourning
Weeping and wailing with many a sigh
I stepped up beside her
And gently addressed her
Would it help you to talk about
The cause of your pain?
Weeping and wailing at last she did answer
Johnny Murphy, kind sir
Is my true lover's name

Twenty one years of age
Full of youth and good looking
To work down the mine of
High Blantyre he came
Our wedding was fixed all
The guests were invited
That calm summers' evening my
Johnny was slain the explosion was heard by
The women and children
With pale anxious faces they ran to the mine
When the news was made known all
The hills rang with mourning
Thee hundred and ten Scottish
Miners were slain mothers and daughters and
Sweethearts and lovers
The Blantyre explosion you'll never forget
All you good people who hear my sad story
Remember the miners who lie at their rest