Oh come all you young fellers so young and so fine Seek not your fortune in a dark dreary mine It'll form as a habit and seep in your soul Till the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal Where it's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew Where the danger is double and pleasures are few Where the rain never falls the sun never shines It's a dark as a dungeon way down in the mine
Well it's many a man that I've seen in my day Who lived just to labor his whole life away Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine A man will have lust for the lure of the mine Where it's dark as a dungeon .... And pray when I'm dead and my ages shall roll That my body would blacken and turn into coal Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home and pity the miner digging my bones Where it's dark as a dungeon...