Blackleg Miner Songtext
von Offa Rex

It′s in the evening after dark
When the blackleg miner creeps to work
Moleskin pants and dirty shirt
There goes the blackleg miner
Well he grabs his duds and down he goes
To hew the coal that lies below
There's not a girl in this town row
Will look at the blackleg miner
Oh Delaval, it′s a terrible place
They rub wet clay in the blackleg's face
Round the heaps they run a race
To catch the blackleg miner
And Dibbin gang near the Seghill mine
Across the way they stretch a line
To catch the throat and break the spine


Of the dirty blackleg miner
They grab his duds, his picks as well
They hoy them down the pit of hell
Down you go and fare you well
You dirty blackleg miner
It's in the evening after dark
That the blackleg miner creeps to work
Moleskin pants and dirty shirt
There goes the blackleg miner
So join the union while you may
Don′t wait until your dying day
For that may not be far away
You dirty blackleg miner
You dirty blackleg miner
You dirty blackleg miner