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• Artiste: Gordon Lightfoot
• Titre: Mother Of A Miners Child
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She is my flower and she blooms for the one who loves her best. The miners stop to watch as she walks, they know her love is not for sale. She will never fail me cause I know, I watch her grow. And the mother of a miner's child waits for me beside the kitchen door. She is my light in this place where the darkness never ends. She'll guide me where the tunnels twist and bend. She's the only one who listens when I tell her, I got less than I can spend, she knows the pace. Oh, mother of a miner's child, wipe away the coal dust from my face. When the night shift's done, she'll be waiting by the table when I come, searching for another dream to chase. Oh, mother of a miner's child, I know that you still think about the day. When we'll be moving on, remember dear old Daddy and the promise that I made to carry on. Sometimes I smile in the cage where the cables softly hum. I'd curse that old straw boss to the bone but the mother of a miner's child is waiting for her paycheck to come home. Come Saturday and he is just a miner's boy, I hope that he will find a better way. She is my flower and she blooms for the one who loves her best. The miners stop to watch as she walks, they know her love is not for sale. She will never fail me cause I know, I watch her grow. And the mother of a miner's child waits for me beside the kitchen door.