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I was just gonna post this in my music tag #vibesandjives and #music, but took a look at the lyrics and decided it's important to take note of the vivid picture Dylan paints. So the mining gates locked
Come gather 'round friends
And I'll tell you a tale
Of when the red iron pits ran empty
But the cardboard filled windows
And old men on the benches
Tell you now that the whole town is empty. And the room smelt heavy from drinking
Where the sad silent song
Made the hour twice as long
As I waited for the sun to go sinking.