It happened an hour ago
Way down in this tunnel of coal
The gas caught a fire from somebody's lamp
And my buddies are choking in smoke

Dear daddy and mother, Goodbye
Dear sister and brother, Goodbye
My fingers are weak
And I cannot write
Goodbye Centralia, Goodbye

It looks like the end for me
And all of my partners I see
When that work whistle blows and we don't come home
Do all that you can to help mom

I can hear the moans and the groans
Of more than a hundred good men
We're all writing letters to kids that we love
Please carry our notes to our wives

This smoke is choking me down, yes
The fumes are blinding my eyes
I see Joe Ballantinni, Fred Gutzler & Joy
Forgive me for things I've done wrong
I love you lots more than you know
Just work and fight and fix up these mines
So fire can't kill daddies no more