Blackleg Miner's Plight (full)
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Lyrics
[Verse] 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. [Verse] 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. [Verse] 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. [Verse] 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. [Verse] 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. [Verse] 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. [Verse] 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.
