Blackleg

Lyrics

It's early in the evening after dark The blackleg miner creeps to work With his moleskin shoulders and dirty shirt You're the dirty blackleg miner Takes a pick and down he goes To hew the coal that lies below And there's not a lass in this town row Will look at the blackleg miner Don't go near the Seghill mine Across the road where they stretch a line For they catch the throat to break the spine Of the dirty blackleg miner Delaval is an awful place They rub wet clay in the blackleg's face And around the heaps, they run a footrace For to catch the blackleg miner They take your tools and your duds as well And hoy them down in the pit of hell So down you go and fare ye well You dirty blackleg miner Join the union while you may Don't wait till your dying day For that may not be far away You dirty blackleg miner