Looking over my lyrics I came across this gem. Hope you enjoy it.
The Miner's Lullaby
Digging for gold in Mother's deep womb
All is sold for another to take and consume
All I am left with is my broken hands
And weary, weary eyes nobody understands
I am a worker a miner that is my trade
Misery and trouble are the wages paid
I would rather fly in heaven's blue sky
But it is hell below until the day I die
So I sing the miner's lullaby
Banished from the light of the day
It is a hell of a fight to earn my pay
But I have hopes for my children dear
So I toil and labor brave in my fear
I am a worker a miner that is my trade
Misery and trouble are the wages paid
I would rather fly in heaven's blue sky
But it is hell below until the day I die
So I sing the miner's lullaby
In a moment the tunnel turns to grave
Trapped a mile below never to save
It is always in the back of our mind
The mines are bitter the mines unkind
I am a worker a miner that is my trade
Misery and trouble are the wages paid
I would rather fly in heaven's blue sky
But it is hell below until the day I die
So I sing the miner's lullaby
May my son live to a gentler life
May he marry and have a pleasant wife
May he never step his foot a mile below
May his daddy's ways he never know
I am a worker a miner that is my trade
Misery and trouble are the wages paid
I would rather fly in heaven's blue sky
But it is hell below until the day I die
So I sing the miner's lullaby
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