The mines are closed in the Northwest Country
Time, like the colliery wheel, stands still
Children at play where the work once called us
The work is gone but we're still here
Living on the road to Wigan Pier
Memory settles like early evening
Light from the Davy lamps all gone down
Colliery theme parks and miner statues
Are all the proof that we were here
Living on the road to Wigan Pier
Who will stand and who remembers?
Who still hears that whistle blow?
Who will wait beside the window
For the black-faced miner coming down the road?
Time marches on just like Coxey's Army
Were those the bad or the good old days?
We live in fear of the dream that failed us
The dream is done but we're still here
Living on the road to Wigan Pier
Who will stand and who remembers?
Who still hears that whistle blow?
Who will wait beside the window
For the black-faced miner coming down the road?
Time marches on just like Coxey's Army
Were those the bad or the good old days?
We live in fear of the dream that failed us
The dream is done but we're still here
Living on the road to Wigan Pier
Living on the road to Wigan Pier
Living on the road to Wigan Pier
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