Rescue From Moose River Gold Mine

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Way down in old Nova Scotia
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Moose River, it seems, is the name
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Three Canadians on Easter Sunday
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To the tumbledown gold mine they 
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came

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They descended the mine for in- 
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-spection
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Never dreaming Fate trailed them 
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close by
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With a crash that gave them no 
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warning
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En- -tombed in that mine there to 
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die

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Brave men from all over the country
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Volun- -teered to give up their 
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lives
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They slaved with unceasing efforts
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It seemed that death they de- -fied

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Long days and nights they had 
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labored
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Turned back when great cave-ins fell
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While far below patiently waiting
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Three men were in one living Hell

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Many times turned back when near 
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rescue
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They seen all was blocking their way
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With a prayer on their lips they 
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worked onward
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We must win, we must win, pray we 
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may

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On Sunday they got their first 
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message
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From the men prisoned far far be- 
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-low
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?Can you help us?? they heard the 
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men calling
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?Our suff'rings God above only 
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knows.?

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Next message filled all hearts with
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 sorrow
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As they heard them say ?One pal is 
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gone
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We are trying our best to hold on 
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boys
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Do your best. Don't make it too 
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long.?

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At last the great strain it was 
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broken
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A miner out of breath brought the 
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news
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`We have won the great fight!? he 
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was calling
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?At last we have dug our way 
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through!?

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That great fight against the Dark 
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Angel
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It is one fighting heart all the way
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Still a tragedy came with the rescue
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From the tomb of those terrible days

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Now friends, this story is ending
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With hardships of many a day
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But this rescue will go down in 
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hist'ry
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Of the gold mine down Moose River 
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way