Waiting At The Gate Lyrics - Woody Guthrie

Tell the miners' kids and wives 

There's a blast in the number five 

And the families I see standing at the gate 

The inspector years ago said number five's a deadly hole 

And the men most likely won't come out alive 

Waiting at the gate, we are waiting at the gate 

Smoke and fire does boil and roll from that dark and deadly hole 

While the miners' kids and wives wait at the gate 

The inspector told the boss, it was more than a year ago 

You're risking these men's lives in number five 

That hole's full of fumes and dust, full of high explosive gas 

But the boss said we'll just have to take the chance 

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Waiting at the gate, we are waiting at the gate 

Smoke and fire does boil and roll from that dark and deadly hole 

While the miners' kids and wives wait at the gate 

Well the men in the number five kissed their wives and kids goodbye 

Then they walk with their lunch kits up the hill 

Everybody told the owner that this deadly day would come 

But he said we had to work to pay our bills 

Waiting at the gate, we are waiting at the gate 

Smoke and fire does roll and boil from that dark and deadly hole 

While the miners' kids and wives wait at the gate 

Well I tried to get a look of the face I often know 

As the men are carried out wrapped up in sheets 

I can hear the church bells ringing for the one hundred eleven dead 

I can hear the families weeping in the streets 

Waiting at the gate, we are waiting at the gate 

Smoke and fire does roll and boil from that dark and deadly hole 

While the miners' kids and wives wait at the gate 

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This explosion struck on Wednesday 

And I stood by the gate till Saturday 

'Til they laid my daddy out with the other men 

In the pocket of his shirt I found a little note he wrote 

Never go down in a dangerous mine again 

Waiting at the gate, we are waiting at the gate 

Smoke and fire does roll and boil from that dark and deadly hole 

While the miners' kids and wives wait at the gate