Swan Arcade - Trimdon Grange Explosion lyrics

O, let's not think about tomorrow
Lest we disappointed be,
Our joys may turn to sorrow
As we all may daily see
For today we may be strong and healthy,
But soon there comes a change,
As we may see from the explosion
That has been at Trimdon Grange

Men and boys left home that morning
For to earn their daily bread,
Nor thought before that evening
They'd be numbered with the dead
Let's think on Mrs. Burnett
Once had sons but now has none;
By the Trimdon Grange explosion
Joseph, George, and James are gone

Now, February left behind it
What will never be forgot;
Weeping widows and helpless children
May be found in many's the cot
Now they ask if Father's left them
And the mother hangs her head;
With a weeping widow's feelings,
Tells the child its father's dead

God protect the lonely widows
And raise each drooping head
Be a father to the orphans
Never let them cry for bread
Death will pay us all a visit,
They have only gone before
We will meet the Trimdon victims
Where explosions are no more