Song of the Lead Miner

Too long down the Allison shaft, says
I

Too long and too dark and too
deep

O the noise and the dust

Tools
encrusted with rust

But we do as we must for to
sleep, says I

O we do as we must for to
sleep.

-

Though the Fallowfield ore
may soon fetch a nice price

Though the vein she runs
silver and true

Will the money put
right

How we rasp in the
night

Might it fight all our maladies too, asks
I

Might it fight all our maladies
too?

-

Come light up a candle, and
sing a lament

For the flowers, the birds and the
sky

Let the tunnels resound

To the
pit we are bound

You can rest underground when you
die, says I

You can rest underground when you
die.