Down in the Valley Songtext
von Michael Waugh

When I was at school we took a bus to the town
Deep, deep down in the valley
And we saw how a crane took the coal from the ground
Somewhere deep, deep down
And we saw how the sky grew dirty and black
When we picnicked down by the cooling stack
Hopeful, young and proud
Growing up down in the valley

Where there isn′t much money and there isn't much fun
And most don′t stay in the schools that long
But you learn how to fight and you learn to be strong
And you won't keep down all the folks deep down in the valley


The hardwood trees from the nearby hill
Fell deep, deep down in the valley
They turn 'em into lumber at the timber mill
Somewhere deep, deep down
And the school kids watched on the day they came
How their fathers worked through the screaming blades
And the stacks of wood and the hearts of homes they made
Built up down in the valley

Where there isn′t much money and there isn′t much fun
And most don't stay in the schools that long
But you learn how to fight and you learn to be strong
And you won′t keep down all the folks deep down in the valley

You can take away the power from Hazelwood
Deep, deep down in the valley
You can cut down the Hayfield Mills for good
Somewhere deep, deep down
And a generation of farmers' children
Can watch their fathers drown in the bill
They might be broke but they′re not broken still
You can't keep ′em down in the valley

Where there isn't much money and there isn't much fun
And most don′t stay in the schools that long
And you learn how to fight and you learn to be strong
And you won′t keep down all the folks deep down in the valley

No, you won't keep down all the folks deep down