Jim Bristol

Old man Jim Bristol was fighting for his life

Didn't know what hit him, on the fateful night

Seems like a chain came loose from somewhere up above

And when it fell down below, men scrambled to their death

Jim was a good man by each and every step

When the dust had settled, he was gasping for his breath

He couldn't feel his legs below it must be something bad

Trapped in a furnace room, buried to his chest

Seems like the men he crewed lost all their lives

Jim's the last man that is seemingly alive

He could hear the siren's howl and screams from up above

Trapped in a furnace room in 1985

43 foot ladle, filling to the top

Drops of molten steel fall down, burn with every drop

If someone doesn't flip that switch, they'll all surely die

Trapped in a furnace room in 1985

Jim was barely breathing when he opened up his eyes

Told the worker flip that switch or they'll all surely die

Worker climbed up to get a hold of that control

That's when it all broke loose, 60 tons did roll

In each casket lays an ingot 43 in all

Cut to the height and weight of every man they lost

Everyone was present not a dry eye to be found

The bag pipes played, shots were fired

Lay Jim in the ground.