[Verse 1]
Come an' gather 'round friends
And I'll tell ya a tale
Of when the red iron ore pits ran a-plenty
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 have grown
Well I was raised on the other
In the wee hours of youth
My mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother
[Verse 3]
The iron ore poured
As the years passed the door
The drag lines and the shovels they was a-hummin'
'Til 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 winda' I watched
My friends they couldn'ta been kinder
And my schooling was cut
As I quit in the spring
To marry John Thomas, a miner
Come an' gather 'round friends
And I'll tell ya a tale
Of when the red iron ore pits ran a-plenty
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 have grown
Well I was raised on the other
In the wee hours of youth
My mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother
[Verse 3]
The iron ore poured
As the years passed the door
The drag lines and the shovels they was a-hummin'
'Til 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 winda' I watched
My friends they couldn'ta been kinder
And my schooling was cut
As I quit in the spring
To marry John Thomas, a miner
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