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Oh come all you young fellers, so young and so fine, seek not your
A E A
fortune in the dark dreary mind. It'll form as a habit and seep in your
B E A E
soul, till the stream of you blood runs as black as the coal. Where it's
B A E B A E
dark as the dungeon, damp as the dew. Danger is double, pleasures are few,
A B E
where the rain never falls, where the sun never shines, it's dark as the
A E A
dungeon way down in the mine. Like a man with his dope, like a drunkard with
B E A E
his wife, a man will have lust for the lure of the mine. And I'll pray when
A B E A
I'm dead, and my ages shall roll, that my body would blacken and turn into
E A B E
coal. And I'd look from the door of my heavenly home and pity the miner
A E B A E B
diggin my bones. Where it's dark as the dungeon, damp as the dew. Dangers
A E A
are double, pleasures are few, where the rain never falls, the sun never
B E A E
shines, it's dark as the dungeon way down in the mine.
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