Bono: "Like to...I'd like to try a song that I think we've only played once before, so. This is a city that a...a lot of Irish people came to this city, right? So this time...this Irish...these Irish people came as rock and roll band, okay? So...but this is a folk song. It's like...the Irish kinda' hold America in a very special place because, for over a hundred years or more, Irish [bad word] over here to find work and find a future. And they brouught with them songs, old Irish folk songs that became old American folk songs. And, I hope maybe we'd leave behind some songs one day. This is a song written by Peggy Seeger. It's a song...I wished I'd heard this song on the raidio during the miners' strike in England a few years ago. This is called Springhill Mining Disaster." 

In the town of Springhill Nova Scotia 
Down in the dark of the Cumberland mine 
There's blood on the coal, and the miners lie 
In roads that never saw sun or sky 
Roads-- 

Bono: "Shut up for a second, will you? Stop whistling 'cause I'm not in the Beatles, okay? It's U2 here." 

In the town of Springhill 
They don't sleep easy 
Often the earth will tremble and roll 
When the earth is restless 
Miners die 

Bone and blood is the price of coal 
Bone and blood is the price of coal 

Listen to the shouts of the black faced miner 
Listen to the call of the rescue team 
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We have no water, light or bread 
So we're living on songs and hope instead 
Living on songs and hope instead 

In the town of Springhill Nova Scotia 
Down in the dark of the Cumberland mine 
There's blood on the coal, and the miners lie 
In roads that never saw sun or sky 
Roads that never saw sun nor sky 

In the town of Springhill 
Don't sleep easy 
Often the earth will tremble and roll 
When the earth is restless 
Miners die 

Bone and blood is the price of coal 
Bone and blood is the price of coal 
Bone and blood is the price of coal 

Bono: "Thanks for your patience. Thank you."