Trapped below
Away from the sun
Digging for ore
From the stubborn rocks
Wishing for m’ wife
And three merry children
Won’t be long
Til I can come an’ hug ‘em
The old overseer
The fat ol’ man
Yelling at us
Long as he can
Jabbering ‘bout
Laziness and greed
Poor ol’ man
Gone to seed
Young Billy Ray
Boy beside me
Loud as a fly
Buzzin’ like a bee
At the end of day
Climbin’ out of the night
Blinkin’ at the sun
The bright golden light
Happy and content
At the prospect a’ the ‘morrow
See my family
Forget about the sorrow.
