Halt The Wagons

Stop now, halt the wagons

It's too much for me to bear

To see my baby sleeping

In the cart lying there

Oh, take me, Lord, and keep me

Please don't leave me here

For I cannot keep breathing

He was all I held dear

Oh, hush now, don't cry

As you hear my lullaby

Hush now, don't cry

As you hear my lullaby

From the Black Horse there was silence

As the storm raged up above

So desperate was the tempest

To steal the one I love

Oh, nature sick with vengeance

As we carve up her tongue

Tiny arms around each other

Her work here done

Oh, hush now, don't cry

As you hear my lullaby

Hush now, don't cry

As you hear my lullaby

Children are the future

And children are a gift

But these are children of the darkness

With a twelve-hour shift

So take him, Lord, be gentle

With his tired, weary bones

Now I'm a mother of the darkness

For he'll never come home

Oh, we do not mine for riches

And we do not mine from love

But merely to keep the food on

Our tables above

So I'll dry up my tears now

Keep his soul in my heart ...

And call up the wagons

So the next shift can start

Oh, hush now, don't cry

As you hear my lullaby

Hush now, don't cry

As you hear my lullaby

Please hear my lullaby

Hear my lullaby

Hear my lullaby

Hear my lullaby

Hear my lullaby