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A song I wrote in reflection of the miners strike, more specifically a day at Orgreave June 1984. I have strong feeling for the miners as I've worked with them. I hope the lyrics of this song express something to you, they're a little cryptic, but if your remember this day I'm sure you'll get most of it, just read between the lines.
Black knights,
Dark day,
Persecuted political prey,
Anthony's legions march our way.
But this will be the miners major,
This be the miners major.
Plot hatcher,
Milk snatcher,
She’s here to take our rights,
King Arthur save your knights.
And as the towering black castles stand in their defense,
Will this day make any sense?
This will be the miners major,
Yes this will be the miners major.
In a cold field,
Not a coalfield,
A coke field,
Orgreave June of eighty-four.
The shields of the iron lady's chequered army,
Line, to a fight and more,
Steal T-shirt trophies, jeans, our hopes and dreams,
The coke fields turn to war.
“Ya ever seen owt like it? as knights are turned on knights”.
“Ya ever seen owt like it?” as the round table turns,
“You’ve gotta choice to make, stay on your knees,
Or stand on your feet and fight.” Together for our rights.
Black knights,
Dark days,
Persecuted political prey,
Will this be the miners major?
Will this be the miners major?
Will this be the miners major?
(Verse omitted in this version)
Your hooves, your sticks, your stones,
May break our bones, but not our souls,
We didn’t come to fight,
Just save our homes.
This carnage maybe over,
But the war has just begun,
If you stand for your rights,
A battle maybe lost,
A war is never won.
This will be the miners major,
This be the miners major.
Always be the miners major.
Music & Lyrics Nicholas Cope © October 2004 PRS
