Swan Arcade - Trimdon Grange Explosion lyrics

O, let's not think about tomorrow Lest we disappointed be, Our joys may turn to sorrow As we all may daily see For today we may be strong and healthy, But soon there comes a change, As we may see from the explosion That has been at Trimdon Grange Men and boys left home that morning For to earn their daily bread, Nor thought before that evening They'd be numbered with the dead Let's think on Mrs. Burnett Once had sons but now has none; By the Trimdon Grange explosion Joseph, George, and James are gone Now, February left behind it What will never be forgot; Weeping widows and helpless children May be found in many's the cot Now they ask if Father's left them And the mother hangs her head; With a weeping widow's feelings, Tells the child its father's dead God protect the lonely widows And raise each drooping head Be a father to the orphans Never let them cry for bread d**h will pay us all a visit, They have only gone before We will meet the Trimdon victims Where explosions are no more