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I'll Not Wed a Man

Linda Connell Studley
Linda Studley


I am a firm believer in the old adage "Becareful what you wish for." You can run from destiny, but it has a way of catching up to you eventually.


I’ll not wed a man who’ll go down in the mine

No coal darkened linen will snap on my line

No wrinkles etched like cobwebs black

No wracking cough, no bended back

As a child I watched my father age

Each time he climbed into the cage

I watched the coal dust steal his breath

And coat his lungs and cause his death

My father buried six feet down

Now brother too goes underground

Ten years he works each day in hell

Until the day they ring the bell

White smiles that flash in faces grimed

The colliery boys all waste my time

They try to steal my heart away

I shake my head and sadly say

I shook the coal dust from off of my boots and I ran

Into the arms of a dashing young seafaring man

Twenty years are gone and done

The sea took both my man and son

My daughter came to me today

And it broke my heart to hear her say

I’ll not wed a man who’ll go down to the sea

No long months of living alone for me

No damp and fog, no crashing waves

No loved ones lying in watery graves

I’ll not wed a man….

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