In West Virginia's heart of coal,

A tragedy that took its toll,

At Upper Big Branch, deep below,

Twenty-nine miners' lights ceased to glow.

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April's sorrow, twenty-ten's pain,

In Raleigh's land, a mournful stain,

Where Massey's mine became the scene,

Of loss profound, where dreams careen.

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In darkness deep, their spirits soar,

Twenty-nine souls forevermore,

Their legacy, a somber song,

In memory, they still belong.

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In West Virginia's hills so grand,

Their memory held by every hand,

We honor them, forevermore,

Those miners lost at Upper's door.