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Mining Music

Winter Sun (Scotland)
performed by MacAlias, Gill Bowman and Karine Polwart



Girlhood days are done
Now she'll never feel the summer rain ‘til it's running underground
Never see a winter sun
And never question that the likes of her are bound

Bound before her birth, faither paid tae tie his family
Worked them half tae death, aff the day level mine
And she cairried coals and climbed, up the stair and doon the ladder
Shifting mair than fifteen ton afore she was nine

Girlhood days are done
Now she'll never feel the summer rain ‘til it's running underground
Never see a winter sun
And never question that the likes of her are bound

Darker than the night were the days that she endured
She never learned tae write, but she kent aa her psalms
And the oors were lang and drear, breathing in the foul carbolic
Wishing for a lad to come and take her in his arms

Girlhood days are done
Now she'll never feel the summer rain ‘til it's running underground
Never see a winter sun
And never question that the likes of her are bound

Mairried for her strength, mair than for her passing beauty,
Wrought wi him the length o the dark, dusty seams
For a man must hae a wife tae cairry creels and redd the coals
And raise the bonnie bairnies that will haunt her dreams

Since her man was taen, still she's had tae work her seam
And leave the youngest bairn by the dark stoop side
And she gies the bairn the breast, cauld stoved tatties tae the rest
Starts her auldest lassie working by her side

Girlhood days are done
Now she'll never feel the summer rain ‘til it's running underground
Never see a winter sun
And never question that the likes of her are bound

[Repeat]


The sleeve notes for MacAlias’ album Highwired say, "In the early days of coal-mining in Lochgelly, Fife, women and children worked underground from an early age.  Paired up with the men who hewed the coal, the women carried it to the surface in large baskets on their backs.  Gill’s song was inspired by an account written by Archibald Cook (born 1837) which tells the story of his grandmother.

She was left a widow with five children and had no other way of supporting them than by taking them down the pit and digging the coal herself.  Working where no light would burn, she relied instead upon the phosphorescent glow of fish heads."



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