Henry's Songbook

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DIGLAKE FIELDS

1. The sun comes up on Diglake fields,
   It wakes the milk white hare
   The Lady tells the stable boy
   To saddle up the mare,
   The hands that hold the reins are cold
   The spurs are polished steel,
   She´ll take the mare without a care
   To race on Diglake fields.

2. The sun goes down across the town
   And miners start to rise,
   Out from their beds with sleepy heads
   To leave their anxious wifes,
   Off they troop with ne´er a look
   To get the coal below,
   So hello night, farewell daylight,
   Be careful how you go.

3. The horses hooves on Diglake fields
   Throw water in the air,
   Sometimes she´s lost among the mist
   That falls around the moor
   At her command is all this land
   And all the coal that's there
   In morning sun and at full run
   She saw the milk white hare.

4. No sun will shine down in the mine
   A thousand feet below,
   No hares will run and days don´t come
   Where winds refuse to blow,
   And by the cold dark river´s run
   They´ll stream in from the sea,
   And men down there who work with care
   See water in their dreams.

5. No fear of fox or of greyhound
   The hare can beat them all,
   She can outrun the hunters gun
   And miners dogs galore
   But now this Lady races on
   To cut this wild hare down
   She dearly wants the milk-white fur
   To trim her dancing gown.

6. The coal is cleared down in the mine
   Cut by the morning shift
   The cutters call the firemen in
   To start another drift
   The shots are placed, men take their break,
   They pass the tea can round,
   When all retire the shots are fired
   And 60 men are drowned.

7. In the night the fire burns bright
   The band takes up the tune
   The dance begins and heads they turn
   She moves into the room
   Her face is flushed, her eyes they shine
   They sparkle from the fire
   Her gown is cut above her breast´s
   It´s trimmed with milk-white fur.

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