The Blackleg Miner Lyrics

Steeleye Span - The Blackleg Miner Lyrics

  Send "The Blackleg Miner" Ringtone to your Cell  

The Blackleg Miner Lyrics

It's in the evening after dark

when the blackleg miner creeps to work,

With his moleskin pants and dirty shirt,

There goes the blackleg miner.

Well, he grabs his duds and down he goes,

To hew the coal that lies below,

There's not a woman in this town row

will look at the blackleg miner.

Oh, Delaval is a terrible place,

They rub wet clay in the blackleg's face,

And around the heaps they run a footrace

to catch the blackleg miner.

And even down near the Seghill mine,

Across the way they stretch a line

To catch the throat, to break the spine

of the dirty blackleg miner.

They grabbed his duds, his picks as well,

And they hoy them down the pit of hell,

Down you go, we pay you well,

You dirty blackleg miner.

It's in the evening after dark

that the blackleg miner creeps to work,

With his moleskin pants and dirty shirt,

There goes the blackleg miner.

So join the union while you may,

Don't wait 'til your dying day

For that may not be far away,

You dirty blackleg miner.