\begin{song}{
  title = {Miners Song},
  lyrics = {Colin Wilkie},
  composer = {Colin Wilkie},
  cl = 261,
  libock = 268,
}

\begin{verse}
N \chord{a}o you won’t get me down underground in your \chord{G} mines, \\
Aw \chord{F}ay from the tr \chord{C}ees and the fl \chord{G}owers so fi \chord{C}ne. \\
D \chord{F}own in the d \chord{C}ark where the s \chord{G}un never sh \chord{E}in \chord{E7}es. \\
No you wo \chord{a}n’t get me do \chord{G}wn in your mine \chord{a}s.
\end{verse}

\begin{verse}
They work in the dark for the most of their lives, \\
Away from the children, away from their wives. \\
To make others rich, in the heat and the dark. \\
But who’s going to care when you’re too old to work?
\end{verse}

\begin{verse}
There’s many a miner has died underground. \\
Died all alone when the roof tumbled down. \\
Or choked out his life underneath the great beams. \\
Or buried and gassed in that lousy coal-seam.
\end{verse}

\begin{verse}
I’ve worked in your factories, I’ve worked on your farms, \\
Until all the muscles stood out on my arms \\
I’ve been in your armies and I’ve been out to sea. \\
But by Christ you won’t make a coal-miner of me.
\end{verse}

\end{song}