Tom Wilson - North Country Blues lyrics

[Verse 1] Come gather around friends And I'll tell you a tale Of when the red iron pits ran empty But the cardboard filled windows And old men on the benches Tell you now that the whole town is empty [Verse 2] In the north end of town My own children are grown But I was raised on the other In the wee hours of youth May mother took sick And I was brought up by my brother [Verse 3] The iron ore poured As the years pa**ed the door The drag lines and the shovels they was a-humming Till one day my brother Failed to come home The same as my father before him [Verse 4] Well a long winter's wait From the window I watched My friends they couldn't have been kinder And my schooling was cut As I quit in the spring To marry John Thomas, a miner [Verse 5] Oh the years pa**ed again And the giving was good With the lunch bucket filled every season What with three babies born The work was cut down To a half a day's shift with no reason Then the shaft was soon shut And more work was cut And the fire in the air, it felt frozen Till a man come to speak And he said in one week That number eleven was closing [Verse 6] They complained in the East They are playing too high They say that your ore is not worth digging That it's much cheaper down In the South American towns Where the miners work almost for nothing [Verse 7] So the mining gates locked And the red iron rotted And the room smelled heavy from drinking Where the sad silent song Made the hour twice as long As I waited for the sun to go sinking [Verse 8] I lived by the window As he talked to himself This silence of tongues it was building Then one morning's wake The bed it was bare And I's left alone with three children [Verse 9] The summer is gone The ground's turning cold The stores one by one they're a-folding My children will go As soon they grow Well there is nothing here now to hold them