Chorus It's a working man I am, And I've been down under ground And I swear to God if I ever see the sun Or for any lenght of time, I can hold it in my mind I never again will go down underground At the age of sixteen years, He quarreled with the peers Who vowed there'd never be another one In the dark recess of the mines, Where you age before your time And the coal dust lies heavy on your lungs. At the age of sixty four, He'll greet you at the door And he will gently take you by the arm Through the dark recess of the mine, He will take you back in time And tell you of the hardships that were had
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