The Roving Miner Lyrics

Over 200,000 men

Lost their jobs to the politician's pen

Scattered like seeds across the glen

The roving miner

Even when the moon is bright

I still see by the miner's light

There's a shadow on my life

The wind is howling

Follow the open road

Like a map through my northern soul

Every corner you will go

You'll see me trying

Now my eyes grow dim

From the coal dust, copper and tin

In my heart there's a choir singing

Keeps me flying

From Cumbria to Lancashire

South Wales to Tyne and Weir

See our lights just disappear

The harbour's fading

Gabriel's hounds they run so fast

This way of life wasn't built to last

Another wee dram from the old cut glass

To keep from drowning

Follow the open road

Like a map through my northern soul

Every corner you will go

You'll see me trying

Now my eyes grow dim

From the coal dust, copper and tin

In my heart there's a choir singing

Keeps me flying

A hundred and ninety pits closed

Ten years of Thatcher's blows

You'd starve our children put us on the road

The roving miners

Sea Pink grows there now

Our veins exposed somehow

We are the treasure beneath the plough

See us shining

Follow the open road

Like a map through my northern soul

Every corner you will go

You'll see me trying

Now my eyes grow dim

From the coal dust, copper and tin

In my heart there's a choir singing

Keeps me flying

Follow the open road

Like a map through my northern soul

Every corner you will go

You'll see me trying

Now my eyes grow dim

From the coal dust, copper and tin

In my heart there's a choir singing

Keeps me flying