Letra de Pound a Week Rise

Come all you
colliers
who work down the mine
From Scotland to South Wales from Teesdale to Tyne
I'll sing you a song of the
pound a week rise
And the men who were fooled by the government's lies
In 19 and 60 a few years ago
The mineworkers' leaders to
Lord Robens
did go
Sayin' "We work very hard, every day 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 Robens
and he made this decree
"
When the output rises
, then with you I will agree
I'll raise up all your wages, I'll 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, they worked hard and well
Their lungs filled with coal dust in the bosom of hell
The output rose by fifteen, eighteen percent, and more
And when two years had passed and gone it rose about a score
The miners they went home, to get their hard-earned prize
They went asked
Lord Robens
for their
pound a week rise
Robens wouldn't give a pound,
he wouldn't give ten bob
He gave 'em
seven and six
and said "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 Robens
when he said he'll give fair pay
He'll tell you to work hard and make the output rise
You'll get pie in the sky instead of 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
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