Easington the welfare hall - Heather Wood she could recall
Stories from The Miners’ Strike- in the time of Thatcher’s Reich
Like the tribes at Wounded Knee - butchered by the cavalry
Heather said that Thatcher’s knife - carved apart a way of life
Chorus:
Miners’ Strike & Wounded Knee
Thatcher’s thugs & Cavalry
There’s no difference I can see
Miners’ Strike & Wounded Knee
Mother Jones is dead & gone - but her spirit still lives on
In the wives of mining men - she goes marching once again
In the welfare hall I see - women who don’t quit or flee
Manned the picket lines each day - then served in their free cafe
Chorus:
Tales of laughter - trails of tears - they don’t fade with passing years
Women's voices anger-bright - in this hall recall their fight
Time has danced and sung its song - on the streets of Easington
Heather, Florence, Myrtle too - Mother Jones is proud of you
