I was wondering when someone would bring up that song that Rob O brings up - The Ghosts of Molly Maguire, Ive been looking for the words for some time. I believe the Irish and How They got that Way, came to the ballad in this way. It was sung by a friend of mine, Marla Collins, a fine singer from the West Vergina Coal communities, I believe, it was also sung by the late New York singer and fiddler, Susan Corrigan (who we all miss). Marla put it on tape for me, and I promptly lost it, however, I will try and get it again and post it, as it is on of the greats... in my less then good recolection of the words and worce spelling...

Oh my name it is ___ and no pistol did I fire, But I will die with my head held high for being a Molly Maguire ______ for I fought for the men below, down in the dark of the old mine shaft down in that old hell hole

when the ____ and the wind blows meloncoly Stand in the dark with your ear to the wind and youll hear the sons of Molly