Dark As A Dungeon
Come all you young fellows, so young and so fine,
And seek not your fortune in a dark, dreary mine.
It will form as a habit and seep in your soul,
Till the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal.
chorus: It's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew,
Where danger is double and pleasures are few.
 Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines,
It's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine.
 It's many a man I have seen in my day,
Who lived just to labor his whole life away.
Like a fiend with his dope or a drunkard his wine,
A man will have lust for the lure of the mine.
 I hope when I die and the ages shall roll,
 My body will blacken and turn into coal,
And I'll look from the door of my heavenly home,
 And pity the miners a digging my bones.
 He landed with a splash on the River Nile,