They leave their dear wives and little ones, too,
To earn them a living as miners all do;
Poor hard-working miners, their troubles are great.
So often while mining they meet their sad fate.
(Ch.)
Only a miner killed under the ground,
Only a miner and one more is found;
Killed by some accident, there's no one can tell
Your mining's all over, poor miner, farewell.
Poor orphaned children, thrown out on the street
Ragged and hungry, with nothing to eat;
Their mothers are jobless and their fathers are dead,
Poor fatherless children, left crying for bread.
When I'm in Kentucky so often I meet
Poor coal miners’ children out on the street;
"How are you doing?" to them I said;
"We’re hungry, Aunt Molly, we're begging for bread."
To earn them a living as miners all do;
Poor hard-working miners, their troubles are great.
So often while mining they meet their sad fate.
(Ch.)
Only a miner killed under the ground,
Only a miner and one more is found;
Killed by some accident, there's no one can tell
Your mining's all over, poor miner, farewell.
Poor orphaned children, thrown out on the street
Ragged and hungry, with nothing to eat;
Their mothers are jobless and their fathers are dead,
Poor fatherless children, left crying for bread.
When I'm in Kentucky so often I meet
Poor coal miners’ children out on the street;
"How are you doing?" to them I said;
"We’re hungry, Aunt Molly, we're begging for bread."
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