| 歌曲 | Tramp Miner |
| 歌手 | The Rankin Family |
| 专辑 | North Country |
| 作曲 : Rankin | |
| I am a tramp miner, | |
| I've been for some time now | |
| I live without light of the day | |
| In the black underground that's where I'll be found | |
| Biding my time away, Oh working my life away | |
| From here out to Timmins, I've loved all your women | |
| In the taverns I drank down my pay | |
| But I'd do it again even though it's a sin | |
| For it's better than driving the raise | |
| If you've done it you'd know what I say | |
| So I'll roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the time and the wind | |
| Then I'll find my way back home again | |
| Homesickness, heartbreak | |
| And black lung among these men run rampant | |
| As there rockin' and rollin' | |
| High ballin' this country today | |
| I am a tramp miner, I've been for some time now | |
| I live without light of the day | |
| In a hole in the ground, they'll lower me down | |
| That'll be my final pay, for working my life away | |
| So I'll roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the time and the wind | |
| Then I'll find my way back home again |
| zuò qǔ : Rankin | |
| I am a tramp miner, | |
| I' ve been for some time now | |
| I live without light of the day | |
| In the black underground that' s where I' ll be found | |
| Biding my time away, Oh working my life away | |
| From here out to Timmins, I' ve loved all your women | |
| In the taverns I drank down my pay | |
| But I' d do it again even though it' s a sin | |
| For it' s better than driving the raise | |
| If you' ve done it you' d know what I say | |
| So I' ll roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the time and the wind | |
| Then I' ll find my way back home again | |
| Homesickness, heartbreak | |
| And black lung among these men run rampant | |
| As there rockin' and rollin' | |
| High ballin' this country today | |
| I am a tramp miner, I' ve been for some time now | |
| I live without light of the day | |
| In a hole in the ground, they' ll lower me down | |
| That' ll be my final pay, for working my life away | |
| So I' ll roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the wind | |
| Roll, roll with the time and the wind | |
| Then I' ll find my way back home again |