Clinton Collins & The Creekboys: Music
Junebug Bride
(Clinton Collins & The Creekboys)
My first coal mining song. I've avoided this for years and felt it was time to write something. I've had 3 endings and finally settled for this one. I always think of my grandfather, when I sing this song, who was killed in a mining accident in the 1930's.
A yellow moon was sleeping
In the blue mountain sky
Two young lovers
And a million fireflies
His heart was revealed
Under that big search light
Would you marry me
And be my Junebug bride
He became a union man
At the number ten mine
A company store ring
From his hard worked overtime
And down by the willow
On the Brier Creek side
He became one with her
His Junebug bride
And the fiddles played
On that long summer day
Everyone danced
As the cool grass swayed
All through the valley
And the countryside
She was the prettiest girl
His Junebug bride
The coal seam was low
And mixed with sweat and blood
It'll break your back
As you sacrificed your lungs
But they could not take his soul
He held on to his pride
And his heart belonged to one
His Junebug bride
chorus
In the darkness and dust
There came a rumbling sound
Bad news spread fast
As the town folk gathered around
Her eyes filled up with tears
Like those misty hollow skies
As they prayed upon their knees
With his Junebug bride
The night crept on forever
Out of the portal no one came
At dawn they found some men
Someone called upon her name
Among the worn black faces
Was two arms opened wide
And he held on to her tight
His Junebug bride
10/28/06
©ASCAP Hollowcreek Songs 2006
Clinton Collins