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Come all you young fellers so young and so fine
And seek not your fortune in a dark dreary mine
It will form as a habit and seep in your soul
Till the stream of your life blood runs as black as the coal
It's dark as a dungeon, damp as the dew
Where the dangers are double and the pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines
It's a dark as a dungeon way down in the mine
I hope when I'll die and my ages shall roll
My body would blacken and turn into coal
I'll take a look from the door of my heavenly home
And pity the miners a' digging my bones
It's many a man I've seen in my day
That lives just to labor his poor life away
Like the fiend with his dope, a drunkard his wine
A man will have lust for the lure of the mine
It's dark as a dungeon, damp as the dew
Where the dangers are double and the pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines
It's a dark as a dungeon way down in the mine
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