Loco کے بول

Oh, come all you young fellers, young and so fine Seek not your fortune in the dark dreary mine It'll form as a habit and seep in your soul Till the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal Where it's dark as a dungeon, damp as the dew Danger is double, pleasures are few Where the rain never falls, the sun never shines It's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine Well, I pray when I'm dead and the ages shall roll That my body will blacken and turn into coal Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home And pity the miner digging my bones Where it's dark as a dungeon, damp as the dew Danger is double, pleasures are few Where the rain never falls, the sun never shines It's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine