Oh the year of woe came plenty, 1929
Out to find my fortune, headed for the mine
Family was hungry, cried out in vain
9 kits fine lads and lassies
Liam was my name
When the season ended he did not return
To his own hearth fire, ne're more to yearn
Woman wept in silence, hungry mouths to feed
No education, she was in dire need
I wept in silence hungry mouths to feed
No education twas in dire need
I looked out my window, through the drenchin rain
Doin what I must to, try to ease their pain
I hear a voice behind me, calling in the day
Asks me his question
How much do I pay
When the season ended he did not return
To his own hearth fire, ne're more to yearn