Who will remember the coal miner’s widow?
These long long years, he’s been in the ground.
Who will remember all of her hard times?
Will anybody walk with her, the road she’s goin’ down?
Who will remember all the coal dust dreams
Given up in darkness in the Pocahontas seam?
Who will remember, have we ever met?
Will it be your neighbor who covers all our bets?
Who will remember Coalwood and Keystone
Where the ghosts of miners in the quiet night still moan?
Who will remember, who will light the lamps
In these and a hundred other spirit haunted camps?
Who will remember the passion and the pain
Of being ground into the dust for a rich man’s gain?
Who will remember? Speak to me his name.
Will it be your neighbor who says never again?
Who will remember the hopes that filled this life
A woman for her family, a husband for his wife?
Who will remember? Or should we all forget
All of God’s dear children who in these coal camps met?
