Come listen young fellers, so young and so fine
And Seek not your fortune in the dark dreary mine
It willl form as a habit and seep in your soul
'Till the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal
It's dark as a dungeon, and damp as the dew
Where the danger is double, and the pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls, and the sun never shines
It's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine
I hope when I'm dead and the ages shall roll
My body would blacken and turn into coal
Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home
And pity the miner are digging my bones
It's dark as a dungeon, and damp as the dew
Where the danger is double and the pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls, and the sun never shines
It's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine