Coal Creek Mine - Oysterband

Shut up in the mine of Coal Creek 
We know that we must die 
But if we trust in Jesus 
To heaven our souls shall fly 

Our lamps are burning dimly 
Our food is almost gone 
Death wraps his shirt around us 
Soon we'll be carried home 

Goodbye dear wife and children 
May you be treated kind 
For now our time has come to die 
Locked up in the Coal Creek Mine 

Eleven of us were imprisoned 
And two dear ones have died 
Nine more are left to suffer 
And die in the Coal Creek Mine 

Dear friends, you should take a warning 
And listen to what we say 
You're now in the world of sunlight 
And there you'd better stay