Skinningrove Beck
River Of Iron
The water flows red
As it streams down from the hills
And I can’t help but feel
As it meets the cold North Sea
That it bears the blood of men
Who laboured in those mines
To bring the iron for me
River Of Iron
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Iron Valley
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The streams descending from the hills
Ran red with the iron they brought.
It could as well have been lost blood
For all the wealth they sought.
Plenteous in ore and rich in scope
Those Northern hills were ravaged;
In the name of thrusting Revolution
My native land was savaged.
The earth’s spoils harvested to feed
the world’s gross need for steel;
So while the master’s pockets bulged
No stop to progress’s wheel.
The cost was counted in toil and sweat,
In the maiming of the land,
And the crying of unnumbered souls
Who did not understand.
NOTE: There were 400 fatalities at Eston, North Yorkshire, in the 100 years (in the 19th and early 20th Centuries) the mines were worked there in the Eston Hills, between Cleveland and the River Tees Estuary.
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