Dark as a Dungeon - "Tennessee" Ernie Ford

Come listen you fellers, so young and so fine

And seek not your fortune in the dark dreary mines

It’ll form as a habit and seep in your soul

Till the stream of your blood is as black as the coal

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 and the sun never shines

It’s dark as a dungeon way down in the mines

It’s many a man I have known in my day

Who live just to labor his young life away

Where the dmons of death often come by surpris

One fall of a slate and you’re buried alive

I hope when I’m gone and the ages shall roll

My body will blacken and turn into coal

Then I’ll look from the door of my heavenly home

And pity the miner digging my bones

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 mines