My grandparents lived in one of the old terraced houses on Loscoe Road in Heanor and I have many memories of running down the hill to meet my grandad as he finished his shift at Ormonde Colliery (the old Loscoe colliery workings). He was a quiet man, but his coal-blackened face and filthy work clothes told a thousand stories. He was, of course, the greatest Loscoe miner.
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The Greatest Loscoe Miner (Kerry)
Hear the story of The Greatest Loscoe Miner
As strong as the winds that would carry him home
He’d work as deep as the oceans
And his breath hit the walls that were dark as the night
He lived in a world full of sorrow
And he crawled like a beast to the cruellest of lights
His stories would make all men wonder
And his eyes blue like steel bore the scars of the wheel
His drinking was as hard as the frozen land
Which he worked so far beneath
His hands were as wide as the ropes that they served
And his skin was as blackened as the thoughts in his mind
And while others lay down where no man ever should
He’d dance on the floor of the welfare hall
Hear the story of The Greatest Loscoe Miner
As strong as the winds that would carry him away
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