Kailyarders - The Black Well Lyrics

They could feel the way the ground shook that dusty, August day
They could hear that tipple working from a mile or two away
He smiled, and softly whispered There's money in those hills
She gripped his hand so tightly to try and share the thrill

They arrived late in the summer of 1922
The lush valley of Aberdare was all they ever knew
Those hills like painted tigers with bands of browns and blacks
They knew once they were off that train there was no going back

He was twenty-three, and she just seventeen
Lookin' for the better life that they had always dreamed
But you can't spell Drumheller without H-E-double-L
'N there ain't no wishes granted down the Black Well

They met his aunt and uncle; who got them at the station
Two familiar faces filled them both with jubilation
And early the next morning he met with foreman Dan
She became a lonely woman; he became an Atlas man

Then one Monday morning the boom was extra loud
A lonely siren hung there amid the thick, grey cloud
Thank God her prayers were answered as they pulled him from the din
Alive; with flecks of coal dust embedded in his skin

He was twenty-three, and she just seventeen
Lookin' for the better life that they had always dreamed
But you can't spell Drumheller without H-E-double-L
'N there ain't no wishes granted down the Black Well

That's when they got free and moved out to the coast
But part of him was lost that day, and left her with his ghost
He proudly wore those freckles, but those tales he'd never tell
Of how he had a lasting souvenir of the Black Well

He was twenty-three, and she just seventeen
Lookin' for the better life that they had always dreamed
But you can't spell Drumheller without H-E-double-L
'N there ain't no wishes granted down the Black Well