Ivor RowleyCoalbrookdale Folk/Acoustic Rock/Americana

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a home recording of Ivor's acoustic song, Coalbrookdale lyrics, music and recording all by Ivor Rowley

A look at the history and influences of the local area

Down here in the valley is where it all began/ When England turned from farming to an industrial land/ And the world was changed forever by the hands of the iron man/ When Darby fired the coke at Coalbrookdale./ The boatmen worked the river while the miners dug for coal/ The ironmen wore the smell of sweat and sulphur on their clothes/ The work was tough and heavy and the days were long and dark/ As the sky filled up with smoke at Coalbrookdale./ Their hands were worn like leather, their faces bore the pain/ Of how the furnaces could dry the blood inside the veins/ And they talked about the fortunes and the cargo on the river/ That sailed under the bridge at oalbrookdale./ Now the coalfields and the moners have all gone/ And the boats that sail the River now/ are taking tourists on/ The ironmen have disappeared in time/ with 1779, and Coalbrookdale./ This place was built for destiny, this place was built on hunger/ The men who smelted irona here worked 15 hours a day/ Now these buildings stand as testament to a woorld of hope and wonder/ Aas they rise out of the trees at Coalbrookdale./ 200 years and more have gone, the old bridge is still standing/ The children play their games and dance upon its crooked back/ And its here where man's achievements have combined with natural beauty/ To create a pardise called Coalbrookdale./ And as the Sun bursts through the sky and reflects upon the river/ I'm walking through the streets of Coalbrookdale./ x