Song | Blackleg Miner |
Artist | Steeleye Span |
Album | The Very Best of Steeleye Span - Present |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Traditional | |
Traditional | |
Oh, early in the evenin', just after dark, | |
The blackleg miners creep te wark, | |
Wi' their moleskin trousers an' dorty short, | |
There go the backleg miners ! | |
They take their picks an' doon they go | |
Te dig the coal that lies belaw, | |
An' there's not a woman in this toon-aw* | |
Will look at a blackleg miner. | |
Oh, Delaval is a terrible place. | |
They rub wet clay in a blackleg's face, | |
An' roond the pit-heaps they run a foot | |
Wi' the dorty blackleg miners. | |
Now, don't go near the Seghill mine. | |
Across the way they stretch a line, | |
Te catch the throat an' break the spine | |
O' the dorty backleg miners. | |
They'll take your tools an' duds as well, | |
An' hoy them doon the pit o' hell. | |
It's doon ye go, an' fare ye well, | |
Ye dorty blackleg miners ! | |
Se join the union while ye may. | |
Don't wait till your dyin' day, | |
For that may not be far away, | |
Ye dorty blackleg miners ! | |
*toon-raw = town-row |
zuo ci : Traditional | |
Traditional | |
Oh, early in the evenin', just after dark, | |
The blackleg miners creep te wark, | |
Wi' their moleskin trousers an' dorty short, | |
There go the backleg miners nbsp! | |
They take their picks an' doon they go | |
Te dig the coal that lies belaw, | |
An' there' s not a woman in this toonaw | |
Will look at a blackleg miner. | |
Oh, Delaval is a terrible place. | |
They rub wet clay in a blackleg' s face, | |
An' roond the pitheaps they run a foot | |
Wi' the dorty blackleg miners. | |
Now, don' t go near the Seghill mine. | |
Across the way they stretch a line, | |
Te catch the throat an' break the spine | |
O' the dorty backleg miners. | |
They' ll take your tools an' duds as well, | |
An' hoy them doon the pit o' hell. | |
It' s doon ye go, an' fare ye well, | |
Ye dorty blackleg miners nbsp! | |
Se join the union while ye may. | |
Don' t wait till your dyin' day, | |
For that may not be far away, | |
Ye dorty blackleg miners nbsp! | |
toonraw townrow |
zuò cí : Traditional | |
Traditional | |
Oh, early in the evenin', just after dark, | |
The blackleg miners creep te wark, | |
Wi' their moleskin trousers an' dorty short, | |
There go the backleg miners nbsp! | |
They take their picks an' doon they go | |
Te dig the coal that lies belaw, | |
An' there' s not a woman in this toonaw | |
Will look at a blackleg miner. | |
Oh, Delaval is a terrible place. | |
They rub wet clay in a blackleg' s face, | |
An' roond the pitheaps they run a foot | |
Wi' the dorty blackleg miners. | |
Now, don' t go near the Seghill mine. | |
Across the way they stretch a line, | |
Te catch the throat an' break the spine | |
O' the dorty backleg miners. | |
They' ll take your tools an' duds as well, | |
An' hoy them doon the pit o' hell. | |
It' s doon ye go, an' fare ye well, | |
Ye dorty blackleg miners nbsp! | |
Se join the union while ye may. | |
Don' t wait till your dyin' day, | |
For that may not be far away, | |
Ye dorty blackleg miners nbsp! | |
toonraw townrow |