| Show THE TRIALS OF A SHIFT BOSS away back in the sulphide just hear that shifter rave shot out all the timber there thare the count rys all a cave the muckers duckers cant get out tho the dirt the trammels tr ammers oft off the track and hes hea been gone an hour now and never will got get back the eager hes not worth a snap lies iles left all stations full the bell cord tell fell into tho shaft the engines will not pull the put four our cars of ore by error on the dump the water tails falls into the shaft As fast as they can pump the contracts moving awful slow tor for both the yearns teams aro are green ruined half a bun hundred drills and broken the machine the tha boys who work for dally daily pay in driving that new il drift rift like iune funerals rals they break the dirt just two cars in a shift the sorters are a lovely bunch they get through in great haste wave shipped out seven yen cars today but halt half the ore was waste i the nippers nip pera gone to sleep again i oh ob hes the prince of tools fools forgot to send the powder down down and never gives is us tools now what Is that oh what is that the noise that I 1 just heard broken by their ca carelessness re the chairs out on the third 1 and now they call me beick back I 1 again tho the transfer chute is st stuck uck I 1 and lust just beyond our reach there hang A hundred cars of muck oh some folks have such lovely times their life is all abong a song but who can bear a shifters lot when everything goes wrong oh when that last great tally sounds when gabriels trumpet blares ill leave behind the world orld unkind and climb the golden stairs ill reach the pearly gates on kigh high and hear ft peter say 0 weary pilgrim from the world whence came thee up this way from Lead vIlles mines ill answer then ive shifted there tor for years ill see him then his kind heart broke his eyes filled up with tears oh welcome soul hell say gay to me to mansions in the sky you bore the woes boes ol of all below now test rest up here on high hell lead me through the pearly gates bates right up b before of ore the throne thrones t 4 the best that heaven has to give dear shifter is thine own the above was written at the vak mine leadville colorado and first published in the farmington times farmington missouri k |
