Текст песни Lloyd - The Blackleg Miners
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THE BLACKLEG MINERSOh, 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 goTe 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 footWi` 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 spineO` 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-rowNote: A black-leg is a scab.From Folk Song in England, LLoydfilename[ BLAKLEGplay.exe BLAKLEGRG===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===