Come and listen to my story, come and listen to my song

I will tell you of a hero who's now dead and gone

I will tell you of a young boy whose age was nineteen

He was the bravest union man that I have ever seen

Harry Simms was a pal of mine, we labored side by side

Expecting to be shot on sight or taken for a ride

By them dirty coal operator gun-thugs that roam from town to town

A-shooting down the union men where'er they may be found

Harry Simms was walkin' down the track one bright sunshiny day

He was a youth of courage, his step was light and gay

He did not know the gun-thugs was hiding on the way

To kill our brave young comrade this bright sunshiny day

Harry Simms was killed on Brush Creek in 1932

He organized the miners into the N.M.U

He gave his life in the struggle, that was all that he could do

He died for the union, also for me and you