Coal Miners, Old and Young, Dirty and Dusty Coveralls Silver Lunch Can in Hand Going Down the Rake, Father and Son Carrying On That Age Old Tradition You See They Are Working Men Chorus It's a Working Man I Am and I've Been Down Underground And I Swear By God If I Ever See the Sun Over Any Length of Time, I Can Hold It in My Mind Then I Will Never Again Go Down Underground At the Age of Sixteen Years, He Quarreled With His Peers And He Swears There Will Never Be Another On In the Dark Recess of the Mine, Where You Age Before Your Time And the Coal Dust Lies Heavy On Your Lungs Repeat Chorus At the Age of Sixty-four, If He Lives That Long, He'll Greet You At the Door And He'll Gently Lead You By the Arm In the Dark Recess of the Mine, He Can Take You Back in Time Tell You of the Hardships That Were There Repeat Chorus Twice No, I Never Again Will Go Down Underground