"Hoosac Tunnel" genre: Folk
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	CD: Avenue of the Saints   Label: Threshold Music Credits: Dana Robinson
	Story Behind the Song I took the liberty of writing this song from the point of view of one of the miners who died in a tragic accident while digging the Hoosac Tunnel in the Berkshire Mountains of Massachusetts in 1867.› Lyrics October fifteen 1867 The trees were ablaze on the tops of the hills We were hired to dig deep into the stone mountain So goods could be brought from further west still There were many ways to die in the Hoosac Tunnel By the water soaked rock, by the black powder in the seams Now what I would give for a minute of daylight Me and my boys, we are not going to live We fell down the shaft after the explosion And when we hit bottom there was no air to breathe Tending our wounds, and clung to the pieces In the cold water we gathered debris We sat in the rift of our own crude making And called up for mercy but help couldn't hear I'm six hundred feet down this Hoosac Mountain I'll not see my home nor the snowfall this year Goodbye to my love, goodbye my sweet darlin' Goodbye my faithful now don't shed a tear 'Cause when the train runs through this cursed tunnel A whistle will blow and call to you dear 'Cause when the train runs through this cursed tunnel A whistle will blow and call to you

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