Jon Langford
The Trimdon Grange Explosion
Oh let's not think of tomorrow, lest we disappointed be Our joys may turn to sorrow as we all may daily see Today we may be strong and healthy, but soon there comes a change As we may learn from the explosion that has been at Trimdon Grange Men and boys left home that morning for to earn their daily bread Never thinking that by the evening they'd be numbered with the dead Let's think of Mrs Burnett, once had sons but now has none- By the Trimdon Grange Explosion, Joseph, George and James are gone February has left behind it what will never be forgot; Weeping widows, helpless children may be found in many a Cot Now they ask if father's lrft them, and their mother, she hangs her head With a weeping widow's feelings, she tells the child its father's dead
From Letras Mania