"Ferrell Number 17" genre: New Country
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	CD: Life In Acoustics   Label: None Credits: Steve Jacklin
	Lyrics Mr Hayden is there any hope at all you see He replied that the miners met their destiny Sam Church led a prayer for morality Five women and their children cried continually Friday morning seemed like it would never come For the coal mining men who liked to drink their rum Working deep in the mines where there weren’t no sun Eight more hours and their weekly toil would be done ** The rescuers worked on through the night Than the worst suspicions were confirmed The methane gas had won the battle and the fight The bodies would soon be exhumed Mrs. Dent what can I say to you this cloudy day My striking issues weren’t for an increase in pay The life your husband lost was give in vain But he had to feed his family farming cold black clay ** November 7th started off like any day The miner kissed his wife and went on his way The impassioned callous heart got on her knees to pray That the evening super light would still reflect his face

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