DOWN IN THE MINES
(As sung by Jim MacGregor)

Come all you young fellows so young and so fine,
And seek not your fortune way down in the mine,
It'll form as a habit and seep in your soul,
Till the stream of your blood turns as black as the coal.

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For it's dark as the dungeon, and damp as the dew,
The dangers are double and the pleasures are few,
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines,
It's as dark as the dungeon 'way down in the mines.

There's many a man that I've known in my day,
Who has lived just to labour his whole life away,
Like a fiend with his dope or a drunkard his wine,
A man would give all for the lure of the mine.

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I hope when I die and the ages shall roll,
That my body will blacken and turn into coal,
Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home,
And I'll pity those miners a' diggin' my bones.

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