A small tribute to the men and women of Cornwall who left their homes and families, and travelled all over the world in search work in the late 19th and early 20th centuaries.
Great version of a song I love. I am so proud of my Cornish roots from Carnyorth, Botallack, Pendeen, Trewellard, St Just and that area. My Grandfather was a miner in the Levant at the time of the man engine disaster. He shortly after went to the USA and Canada to mine eventually finding his way back to Kernow. Other members of the family at that time had gone out to Australia, New Zealand and South Africa to mine. Kernow Bys Vyken
Born in number 9 Levant road, raised in Trewellard. Family of miners, helped bring the appreciation of the toughness and unity of my home. Something not shared so much amongst todays youth. Hopefully mining is back to stay in Cornwall.
After travelling from Italy to beautiful Cornwall last June, I listened to this song for the first time in a pub in Cadgwith, understanding what happened. That was to me entirely unknown before.
My father's ancestors were Cornish, my surname "Tonkin" is Cornish and I live in a small town in New Zealand (Reefton) that began with gold-mining in 1871. The Cornish flag is flown at the museum and on the old mining school. The Cornish miners came here on free passage from Britain and it was their skill that opened up the quartz reefs in the mountains around this place and played a huge role in kicking off a self sustaining economy for this colony as it was then. This is a great song and I'm trying to learn to play it. When I can I'll add New Zealand to the other countries mentioned because there many who came here also and settled in many places to mine, to fish, to farm and to build. My father's family came from St Columb Major and Liskeard.
Greetings Cousin Jack. We remember you and sometimes look across the sea with pride. From a Grandson of Liskeard and Callington, currently living in Plymouth.
Probably the best version of a really moving song. I teach 16-18 year olds in Cornwall and I know so many of them will become Cousin Jacks or Cousin Jennys as I did for over 20 years until I came back. So sad..... Kernow bys Vyken.
@@duracelbunny21 a different kind of mining sadly i grow up here in Cornwall after the mines were all shut i wish I could of been a miner or even a fisherman but even the fishing here is almost dead now we are all just servents of tourists :.(
What an amazing song! We're Cornish from Redruth through copper mines in the UP - Scottish through Australia. Enough of the mines. The line about the "white cross on the black flag" always brings a tear.
Lyrics. This land is barren and broken. Scarred like the face of the moon. Our tongue is no longer spoken, The towns all around facing ruin. Will there be work in New Brunswick? Or will I find gold in the Cape? If I tunnel way down to Australia, Oh will I ever escape? Where there's a mine or a hole in the ground, That's where I'm heading for, that's where I'm bound. Look for me under the lode or inside the vein. Oh where the copper, the clay, where the arsenic and tin, Run in your blood and get under your skin, I'm leaving the county behind, And I'm not coming back, So follow me down cousin Jack. The soil was too poor to make Eden, Granite and the sea left no choice. Though visions of heaven sustained us, When John Wesley gave us a voice. Did Joseph once come to St Michael's Mount? Two thousand years pass in a dream, When you're working away in the darkness, Deep in the heart of the seam. Where there's a mine or a hole in the ground, That's where I'm heading for, that's where I'm bound. Look for me under the lode or inside the vein. Oh where the copper, the clay, where the arsenic and tin, Run in your blood and get under your skin, I'm leaving the county behind, And I'm not coming back, So follow me down cousin Jack. I dream of a bridge, across the Tamar, It opens us up, to the east. And in my dreams, I see the English, living in our houses, I see the Spanish, fishing in our sea. Where there's a mine or a hole in the ground, That's where I'm heading for, that's where I'm bound. Look for me under the lode or inside the vein. Oh where the copper, the clay, where the arsenic and tin, Run in your blood and get under your skin, I'm leaving the county behind, And I'm not coming back, So follow me down cousin Jack. (Come on,) Follow me down cousin Jack. (Yeah) Follow me down.
the missing verse goes follow me.... to canada.... america.... south africa.... australia.... where theres a mine....or a hole in the ground....im leaving the county....must i leave....my town.... camborne.... redruth.... lanson.... wadebridge.... padstow.... port isaac.... remember us....remember our names....remember, the white cross, on the black flag.... YEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHH and the waves crash....to the shore line....i dream (dream dream dream dream) ....i dream (dream dream dream dream).... i dream of a bridge (bridge bridge bridge bridge) ....'cross the tamar....it opens us up....to the east....and in my dreams....i see the english....living in our houses....i see the spanish....FISHING IN OUR SEAS
this song means a lot to meas my dad mined down crofty in the late 70s as far as i can work out he is the lone miner in the colour picture operating a tipping wagon in the picture just after the first chorus
unfortunately my generation and those after have been robbed of our chance to mine in Cornwall 8f mining does return it will not be that of how our ancestors mined
Exceptional, thank you so much, my grandfather and grandmother came to the USA in 1900 from Helston and Wendron. Wish I could have known them. Cornwall pulls at my heart.
Glad someone has credited Roger Bryant with the opening lines to ‘Cornish Lads’. Sung in a West Country pub it will get as big a chorus going as ‘Cousin Jack’. Both fine songs.
My grandfather on my fathers side was a rock (sheep) farmer on Bodmin Moor, which I didn't learn 'till I was in my 30's. I could never understand why I looked so Celtic until then. I didn't decamp as far as Canada or New Brunswick but I am a Man of Kent now.
I was born on Bodmin Moor, our top field over looked Dozmary Pool, went to Bolventor Primary School, only 10 children, had school dinner in Jamaica Inn. left school to study in Germany, Retiring back to Cornwall and living now in Porthleven with my French born Italian wife and my daughter... You can take a man out of Cornwall, but you can never take Cornwall out of the man, Rydhsys rag Kernow lemmyn... By the way, my sisters best friend was called Tamsyn Swanson from Henwood, a Bodmin Moor village, maybe a cousin of yours she'll be in her early 70's now.
It is not well known that the first mines in Australia were worked by Cornish Miners at Glen Osmond, mining galena (silver lead zinc); later at Moonta and Burra. Steve has written a wonderful song that commemorates the Cornish mining ethos; it is played beautifully by Show of Hands; and there are some great graphics in this clip. Well done.
Elglarad Erin Mansfield Also if you're interested, the backing singers singing with Show of Hands on this clip are the Fisherman's Friends, who regularly sing this song in their shows. They make it sounds a little different but equally moving.
My ancestors also left Cornwall in the 1860s to come to Canada, but they didn't go mining, they were agricultural labourers. In Canada they seem to largely have settled in the counties of Ontario, Northumberland and Durham in the province of Ontario, where there seems to have been a large West Country immigrant population. I don't think it's ever really been studied and generally it seems to be almost entirely unknown, although any pockets of Irish and especially Scottish seem to get all sorts of attention. Yet, this one particular patch of earth brought in the agricultural workers from Cornwall (and Devon) who came to Canada.
I worked at Wheal Jane back in the `80s, best time of my life. Always get a tingle down my spine when I hear this song as it describes my experience - left Cornwall to find work when Jane closed and probably not going back, now. Made a life somewhere else and brought my family up there. Interesting, though, that my youngest son studied geology and mining at Camborne Scholl of Mines and now lives and works in the goldfields of Western Australia; must be in the blood, I suppose........
I am the great grandson of Jonathan and Mary Banfield Vercoe, who left Truro in the 1860's for a better life in Canada, then America. Thank you, Grandpa Jonathan, for bringing us here.
Seems so sad that you are grateful to you ancestors for leaving Cornwall.... Cornwall is a lovely, if kinda poor place. It would be good if you Americans came back and brought you wealth with you.
My ancestors were Irish, Scottish and the welsh all who fled English oppression. One of my family members was a welsh coal miner, he stayed and fought when they tried to shut the mines down.
Hi Madcow, We can certainly team up for a trip some time, it is wet down there now, we will head back down there after another dry spell. We have the upper level to explore yet and just found how to get in, do you have any interesting sites? I worked Geevor and some tunneling. Your welcome to join us on any of our trips.. Do you have another email could not get a reply back to your gmail.
Good song but Cornwall is not an official county. A duchy at best. It is considered merely an assumed county according to foreign English law. Its as if the singer wants to use a colonised name
What I find so hypocritical is the fact the song is about Cornish people and them moving to the faraway lands, yet in the very same song, the singer moans about the English living in Cornwall, not much irony there then.
Great version of a song I love. I am so proud of my Cornish roots from Carnyorth, Botallack, Pendeen, Trewellard, St Just and that area. My Grandfather was a miner in the Levant at the time of the man engine disaster. He shortly after went to the USA and Canada to mine eventually finding his way back to Kernow. Other members of the family at that time had gone out to Australia, New Zealand and South Africa to mine.
Kernow Bys Vyken
Born in number 9 Levant road, raised in Trewellard. Family of miners, helped bring the appreciation of the toughness and unity of my home. Something not shared so much amongst todays youth. Hopefully mining is back to stay in Cornwall.
So stirring ! As a grand daughter of Cornwall, a miner, and a daughter of a miner, it made me weep with pride.
After travelling from Italy to beautiful Cornwall last June, I listened to this song for the first time in a pub in Cadgwith, understanding what happened. That was to me entirely unknown before.
My father's ancestors were Cornish, my surname "Tonkin" is Cornish and I live in a small town in New Zealand (Reefton) that began with gold-mining in 1871. The Cornish flag is flown at the museum and on the old mining school. The Cornish miners came here on free passage from Britain and it was their skill that opened up the quartz reefs in the mountains around this place and played a huge role in kicking off a self sustaining economy for this colony as it was then.
This is a great song and I'm trying to learn to play it. When I can I'll add New Zealand to the other countries mentioned because there many who came here also and settled in many places to mine, to fish, to farm and to build.
My father's family came from St Columb Major and Liskeard.
Greetings Cousin Jack.
We remember you and sometimes look across the sea with pride.
From a Grandson of Liskeard and Callington, currently living in Plymouth.
Steve and Phil you are both bloody amazing. Love you and love listening to you every minte of every day.
Lots of love , Maria. Xxx
Probably the best version of a really moving song. I teach 16-18 year olds in Cornwall and I know so many of them will become Cousin Jacks or Cousin Jennys as I did for over 20 years until I came back. So sad..... Kernow bys Vyken.
it's taken from their Best Of album
My favorite goes to Fisherman's Friends
beautiful song from a brilliant band, the Cornish mining history is a traditional sadly in the past, songs like this preserve its history
Don't hold your breath...There be Lithium under them lands K
@@duracelbunny21 a different kind of mining sadly i grow up here in Cornwall after the mines were all shut i wish I could of been a miner or even a fisherman but even the fishing here is almost dead now we are all just servents of tourists :.(
What an amazing song! We're Cornish from Redruth through copper mines in the UP - Scottish through Australia. Enough of the mines. The line about the "white cross on the black flag" always brings a tear.
Fantastic. So proud of my Cornish Heritage 💖x
My ancestors ( Bosanko) came over to the US from Cornwall England. They were hard rock miners. My grandfather was born in Michigan.
Most Cornish people will tell you that Cornwall is not England.
Kernow Bys Vyken
This is bloody amazing! What else can I say?
Makes me cry every-time I hear it. Beautifully delivered.🦋👏👏👏🦋
Hello everybody I have a homework about mine in coornwall so that why I Listen this song ...lovely...I DidnT know it before...😢❤
I worked with four men 2.03 Ronnie R and son Micky , Henry K, and Jimmy T with the pipe. good old days at Crofty.
Lyrics.
This land is barren and broken.
Scarred like the face of the moon.
Our tongue is no longer spoken,
The towns all around facing ruin.
Will there be work in New Brunswick?
Or will I find gold in the Cape?
If I tunnel way down to Australia,
Oh will I ever escape?
Where there's a mine or a hole in the ground,
That's where I'm heading for, that's where I'm bound.
Look for me under the lode or inside the vein.
Oh where the copper, the clay, where the arsenic and tin,
Run in your blood and get under your skin,
I'm leaving the county behind,
And I'm not coming back,
So follow me down cousin Jack.
The soil was too poor to make Eden,
Granite and the sea left no choice.
Though visions of heaven sustained us,
When John Wesley gave us a voice.
Did Joseph once come to St Michael's Mount?
Two thousand years pass in a dream,
When you're working away in the darkness,
Deep in the heart of the seam.
Where there's a mine or a hole in the ground,
That's where I'm heading for, that's where I'm bound.
Look for me under the lode or inside the vein.
Oh where the copper, the clay, where the arsenic and tin,
Run in your blood and get under your skin,
I'm leaving the county behind,
And I'm not coming back,
So follow me down cousin Jack.
I dream of a bridge, across the Tamar,
It opens us up, to the east.
And in my dreams,
I see the English, living in our houses,
I see the Spanish, fishing in our sea.
Where there's a mine or a hole in the ground,
That's where I'm heading for, that's where I'm bound.
Look for me under the lode or inside the vein.
Oh where the copper, the clay, where the arsenic and tin,
Run in your blood and get under your skin,
I'm leaving the county behind,
And I'm not coming back,
So follow me down cousin Jack. (Come on,)
Follow me down cousin Jack. (Yeah)
Follow me down.
This is incomplete
Wonderful lyrics. Better than an awful lot of poetry. A hell of a lot better
the missing verse goes
follow me....
to canada....
america....
south africa....
australia....
where theres a mine....or a hole in the ground....im leaving the county....must i leave....my town....
camborne....
redruth....
lanson....
wadebridge....
padstow....
port isaac....
remember us....remember our names....remember, the white cross, on the black flag....
YEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHH
and the waves crash....to the shore line....i dream (dream dream dream dream) ....i dream (dream dream dream dream)....
i dream of a bridge (bridge bridge bridge bridge) ....'cross the tamar....it opens us up....to the east....and in my dreams....i see the english....living in our houses....i see the spanish....FISHING IN OUR SEAS
One of my favourite songs by one of my favourite bands! Great images too. :-)
It is sad. I can almost see some of my relatives fleeing because of the lack of work. It still resonates.
From Lands End to Carlisle and Berwick and Dover, I love every Englishman, for I am English.
this song means a lot to meas my dad mined down crofty in the late 70s as far as i can work out he is the lone miner in the colour picture operating a tipping wagon in the picture just after the first chorus
Sorry I can't see where you mean, could you please post the time? (P.S. that is rlly cool and you should be proud mate ;)
2:09
unfortunately my generation and those after have been robbed of our chance to mine in Cornwall 8f mining does return it will not be that of how our ancestors mined
read a version of this song in a book, we've got cornish cousins god bless you all from Ireland
very moving....so proud of my cornish miner ancestors. I need the words of this song.
Exceptional, thank you so much, my grandfather and grandmother came to the USA in 1900 from Helston and Wendron. Wish I could have known them. Cornwall pulls at my heart.
You can take a man out of Cornwall, but you can never take Cornwall out of the man... Old saying.
Glad someone has credited Roger Bryant with the opening lines to ‘Cornish Lads’. Sung in a West Country pub it will get as big a chorus going as ‘Cousin Jack’. Both fine songs.
Superb reminder of my Cornish heritage x
Really good song reminds me when we went up country
best artists ever
My grandfather on my fathers side was a rock (sheep) farmer on Bodmin Moor, which I didn't learn 'till I was in my 30's. I could never understand why I looked so Celtic until then.
I didn't decamp as far as Canada or New Brunswick but I am a Man of Kent now.
I was born on Bodmin Moor, our top field over looked Dozmary Pool, went to Bolventor Primary School, only 10 children, had school dinner in Jamaica Inn. left school to study in Germany, Retiring back to Cornwall and living now in Porthleven with my French born Italian wife and my daughter... You can take a man out of Cornwall, but you can never take Cornwall out of the man, Rydhsys rag Kernow lemmyn... By the way, my sisters best friend was called Tamsyn Swanson from Henwood, a Bodmin Moor village, maybe a cousin of yours she'll be in her early 70's now.
Got to see this live a few days ago. Steve, Phil and Miranda were all absolute brilliant!
New Brunswick represent!
Lovely tune. Was sent here through a Rameman.
Blessings to all ✌️
Thanks for sacrificing and coming to America...my children live free and have plenty of opportunities.
It is not well known that the first mines in Australia were worked by Cornish Miners at Glen Osmond, mining galena (silver lead zinc); later at Moonta and Burra. Steve has written a wonderful song that commemorates the Cornish mining ethos; it is played beautifully by Show of Hands; and there are some great graphics in this clip. Well done.
Elglarad Erin Mansfield Also if you're interested, the backing singers singing with Show of Hands on this clip are the Fisherman's Friends, who regularly sing this song in their shows. They make it sounds a little different but equally moving.
Not well known - unless you're an Aussie!
@@CareelBay or Cornish!
@@madcow0198 I was born in Devon but my home town is Launeston Cornwall
My ancestors also left Cornwall in the 1860s to come to Canada, but they didn't go mining, they were agricultural labourers. In Canada they seem to largely have settled in the counties of Ontario, Northumberland and Durham in the province of Ontario, where there seems to have been a large West Country immigrant population. I don't think it's ever really been studied and generally it seems to be almost entirely unknown, although any pockets of Irish and especially Scottish seem to get all sorts of attention. Yet, this one particular patch of earth brought in the agricultural workers from Cornwall (and Devon) who came to Canada.
I worked at Wheal Jane back in the `80s, best time of my life. Always get a tingle down my spine when I hear this song as it describes my experience - left Cornwall to find work when Jane closed and probably not going back, now. Made a life somewhere else and brought my family up there. Interesting, though, that my youngest son studied geology and mining at Camborne Scholl of Mines and now lives and works in the goldfields of Western Australia; must be in the blood, I suppose........
It's my 7 years old son's favourite song.
Ania Rzezniczak I'm 15 and this is still one of my favourites
@@thattrainguy 14 and same
Ay, and they came here to New Zealand , the furthest corner of the Empire. A great song.
A great song and a great history lesson.
A great song.
TOP NOTCH SONG FROM A TOP NOTCH DUO.
Phenomenal... that's all I can say.
I am the great grandson of Jonathan and Mary Banfield Vercoe, who left Truro in the 1860's for a better life in Canada, then America. Thank you, Grandpa Jonathan, for bringing us here.
Seems so sad that you are grateful to you ancestors for leaving Cornwall.... Cornwall is a lovely, if kinda poor place. It would be good if you Americans came back and brought you wealth with you.
And maybe there no richer in the State's than they would have been if they'd stayed here.
Brilliant song 👍
One of Steve's best songs. SOH with Fisherman's Friends at the Albert Hall- I think!
Thats where im heading for thats where im bound
The quote about Cornish Lads is from Cornish Lads by Roger Bryant.
Somehow Asmo combined with CZcams recommendatins brought me here, I think.
Good song!
I am from Cornwall too
ex clayworker now living in Australia
Great song.
Ancestors came from Cornwall Settled near Mineral Springs Wisconsin and latter the UP of Michigan. Where the mines took them
I love The Fisherman's Friends cover of this song.
My ancestors were Irish, Scottish and the welsh all who fled English oppression. One of my family members was a welsh coal miner, he stayed and fought when they tried to shut the mines down.
Brilliant!
Kernow bys vyken, Cornwall is a Celtic nation far older than England
Many of them came to Scotland to work in the coal and shale oil mines up here.
Could I get the lyrics please, so nice
Hi Madcow,
We can certainly team up for a trip some time, it is wet down there now, we will head back down there after another dry spell. We have the upper level to explore yet and just found how to get in, do you have any interesting sites? I worked Geevor and some tunneling. Your welcome to join us on any of our trips.. Do you have another email could not get a reply back to your gmail.
Loves
Featuring Tom Palmer singing the first part of the second verse...
Hi, is there anyway I can download the video for my mother in law?
+cheryl jasper I know you posted this ages ago, but you could just buy their CD. If you don't want to do that, use CZcams converter.
one love
Kernow Bys Vyken
When 6 Cornish songs are blocked for people in Cornwall... Gg
Shame 'bout use of the word "county" 'cause it idn't!
Ian Williams it is.
@@gpvboats Its country not county! :D
NATION
DUCHY
Cornwall is a Celtic Nation.
Good song but Cornwall is not an official county. A duchy at best.
It is considered merely an assumed county according to foreign English law.
Its as if the singer wants to use a colonised name
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What I find so hypocritical is the fact the song is about Cornish people and them moving to the faraway lands, yet in the very same song, the singer moans about the English living in Cornwall, not much irony there then.
No hypocrisy here mate,this is about an Economic Diaspora not about retirement homes for affluent incomers.