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Come and listen you fellows |
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So young and do fine |
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And seek not your fortune |
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In the dark, dreary mines |
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It will form as a habit |
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Seep in your soul |
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'til the blood in your veins |
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Runs as black as the coal |
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There's many a man |
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That i've known in my day |
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Who lived just to labor |
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His whole life away |
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Like a fiend with his dope |
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And a drunkard his wine |
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A man will have lust for |
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The lure of the mine |
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It's dark as a dungeon |
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Damp as the dew |
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The danger is double |
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And the pleasures are few |
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Where the rain never falls |
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Where the sun never shines |
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It's dark as a dungeon |
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Way down in the mine |
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I hope when i'm gone |
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And the ages shall roll |
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My body will blacken |
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And turn into coal |
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Then i'll look out the door |
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Of my heavenly home |
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And i'll pity the miners |
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A-diggin' my bones |
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It's dark as a dungeon |
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Damp as the dew |
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The danger is double |
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And the pleasures are few |
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Where the rain never falls |
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Where the sun never shines |
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It's dark as a dungeon |
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Way down in the mine |
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Where the rain never falls |
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Where the sun never shines |
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It's dark as a dungeon |
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Way down in the mine |
