American Old Time Song Lyrics: 10 Spencers Firey Slope

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 10

SPENCER'S FIREY SLOPE.

You Irishmen, I pray attend and to me lend an ear,
Your hearts are not so hardened but you can shed a tear,
And animate your spirits for danger it is nigh,
We must bring our friends out of the flames or instantly they'll die.

On the nineteenth of February this carnage did take place.
And dismal was the spectacle to all the human race;
With thnndering rocks around them, both flesh And bones were broke.
The sad event, we'll long lament, at Spencer's firey slope.

There was Foley, Platt and Whalen, it's they got much applause,
And many of our countrymen assisted in the cause;
With flashing Are round them, with sulphur they did choke,
They would bring those men, but death looked grim, from Spencer's firey slope.

There was Donahoe and Lawler, Brennan and McEvoy,
That scorching fire with increasing ire their bodies did destroy;
Unto our God and Majesty our prayers will send forth,
To crown those scalded victims who were lost in Spencer's slope.

Long life attend our brave Welsh friends and neighbors all around,
For full three days they stood the blaze, the bodies not yet found;
For full three days they stood the blaze in darkness and in smoke,
To bring those shattered miners from Spencer's firey slope.

A lady fair, I do declare, in passing I have seen,
Her weary eyes, did me surprise, quite lunatic did seem;
Her lily bosom heaved with sighs, in accents wild she spoke,
Awaiting for the dismal news from Spencer's firey slope.

You miners all on you I call to shun that dreadful den.
It was the ruination of our brave countrymen;
It left widows for to murmur and orphans without hope,
That ne'er shall see their fathers dear who were lost in Spencer's slope.