Come all you colliers
Who work down the mine
From Scotland to South Wales
From Teesdale to Tyne
I'll sing you a story about The Pound A Week Rise
And the men who were fooled by the government's lies
And It's down you go,
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your Pound A Week Rise
In 19 and 60, a few years ago
The mine workers' leaders to Lord Robbins did go
Sayin', "We work very hard, everyday we risk our lives.
And we ask you here and now for a Pound A Week Rise."
And it's down you go
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your Pound A Week Rise
Well, up spoke Lord Robbins
And he made this decree, he said,
"When the out-put rises, with you I will agree-
I'll raise up all your wages, and give to you fair pay,
For I was once a miner and I worked hard in my day."
And it's down you go
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your Pound A Week Rise
The miners they went home,
The worked hard and well
Their lungs filled with coal dust in the bosom of hell.
The out-put rose by fifteen, eighteen per cent and more,
And when two years had passed and gone, it rose above a score.
And it's down you go,
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your Pound A Week Rise
The miners they went, to get their hard-earned prize
They asked Lord Robbins for their Pound A Week Rise
Robbins wouldn't give a pound,
He wouldn't give ten bob,
He gave 'em seven and six and said,
"Now, get back to your jobs!"
And it's down you go,
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your Pound A Week Rise
So,, come all you colliers,
Take heed what I say
Don't believe Lord Robbins when he says he'll give fair pay
He'll tell you to work hard,
And make the out-put rise
But you'll get pie in the sky
Instead of a Pound A Week Rise
And it's down you go,
Down you go, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your Pound A Week Rise
Who work down the mine
From Scotland to South Wales
From Teesdale to Tyne
I'll sing you a story about The Pound A Week Rise
And the men who were fooled by the government's lies
And It's down you go,
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your Pound A Week Rise
In 19 and 60, a few years ago
The mine workers' leaders to Lord Robbins did go
Sayin', "We work very hard, everyday we risk our lives.
And we ask you here and now for a Pound A Week Rise."
And it's down you go
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your Pound A Week Rise
Well, up spoke Lord Robbins
And he made this decree, he said,
"When the out-put rises, with you I will agree-
I'll raise up all your wages, and give to you fair pay,
For I was once a miner and I worked hard in my day."
And it's down you go
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your Pound A Week Rise
The miners they went home,
The worked hard and well
Their lungs filled with coal dust in the bosom of hell.
The out-put rose by fifteen, eighteen per cent and more,
And when two years had passed and gone, it rose above a score.
And it's down you go,
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your Pound A Week Rise
The miners they went, to get their hard-earned prize
They asked Lord Robbins for their Pound A Week Rise
Robbins wouldn't give a pound,
He wouldn't give ten bob,
He gave 'em seven and six and said,
"Now, get back to your jobs!"
And it's down you go,
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your Pound A Week Rise
So,, come all you colliers,
Take heed what I say
Don't believe Lord Robbins when he says he'll give fair pay
He'll tell you to work hard,
And make the out-put rise
But you'll get pie in the sky
Instead of a Pound A Week Rise
And it's down you go,
Down you go, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your Pound A Week Rise