STEEL TOWN
Dronfield became a steel town
In eighteen seventy three.
Wilson Cammel came from Workington
And built a factory.
A massive forge and rolling mill
Sited on Callywhite lane.
Producing miles of railway lines
For the newly invented train.
They also built some houses
Known as Cammels row.
And that was where the workmen lived
A long, long time ago.
The workforce suffered hardship
With loss of life and limb.
Poorly paid long hours of toil
Working conditions grim.
Then after ten productive years
The Dronfield plant closed down.
Leaving behind dire poverty
And a sad depleted town.
But old Dronfield recovered
And for a while did Cammels row
But now it’s just a plot of land
Where silver birch trees grow.
By
Alfred Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2003
Dronfield became a steel town
In eighteen seventy three.
Wilson Cammel came from Workington
And built a factory.
A massive forge and rolling mill
Sited on Callywhite lane.
Producing miles of railway lines
For the newly invented train.
They also built some houses
Known as Cammels row.
And that was where the workmen lived
A long, long time ago.
The workforce suffered hardship
With loss of life and limb.
Poorly paid long hours of toil
Working conditions grim.
Then after ten productive years
The Dronfield plant closed down.
Leaving behind dire poverty
And a sad depleted town.
But old Dronfield recovered
And for a while did Cammels row
But now it’s just a plot of land
Where silver birch trees grow.
By
Alfred Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2003
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