The Ian Campbell Folk Group
The Ian Campbell Folk Group - Down in the Coal Mine songtekst
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Collier is een schip dat kolen vervoerd.
Het lied is gemaakt in 1872 en is een protestlied.
Het vers tussen ( ) zingt de groep niet.
I am a jovial collier lad, and blithe as blithe can be For let the times be good or bad they're all the same to me 'Tis little of the world I know and care less for its ways For where the dog star never glows, I wear away my days Down in a coal mine underneath the ground Where a gleam of sunshine never can be found Digging dusky diamonds all the season round Down in a coal mine underneath the ground My hands are horny hard and black, with working in the vein And like the clothes upon my back my speech is rough and plain Well if I stumble with my tongue, I've one excuse to say 'Tis not the colliers heart that's wrong. 'Tis th' head that goes astray Down in a coal mine underneath the ground Where a gleam of sunshine never can be found Digging dusky diamonds all the season round Down in a coal mine underneath the ground (At every shift be't soon or late, I haste my bread to earn And anxiously my kindred wait and watch for my return; For Death that levels all alike whate'er their rank may be A mid the fire and damp may strike, and fling his darts at me Down in a coal mine underneath the ground Where a gleam of sunshine never can be found Digging dusky diamonds all the season round Down in a coal mine underneath the ground) How little do the great ones care, who sit at home secure What hidden dangers colliers dare, what hardships they endure The very fires their manions boast to cheer themselves and wives Mayhap were kindled at the cost, of jovial colliers lives Down in a coal mine underneath the ground Where a gleam of sunshine never can be found Digging dusky diamonds all the season round Down in a coal mine underneath the ground Then cheer up lads and make ye much, of every joy ye can But let your mirth be always such as best becomes a man How ever Fortune turns about we'll still be jovial souls For what would England be without, the lads that look for coals Down in a coal mine underneath the ground Where a gleam of sunshine never can be found Digging dusky diamonds all the season round Down in a coal mine underneath the ground