cd: Little Bits of Truth
track 1: Danny You’re A Welshman
Danny you’re a Welshman working in a mine, third generation and a difficult time
Maybe it’s a rumor that the sun still shines, Danny you’re a Welshman working in a mine
Born with the coal dust flowing in your blood, playing in the slag and hillside mud
Your mother prayed even though he’s next in line, let him find a life not working in a mine
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When you were a young man swore you’d get away, weren’t gonna grovel for the black rock pay
Twenty years later with a crippled up spine, you’re just another Welshman working in a mine
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Just like your father and his before, eighteen hours in a day or more
You gotta keep working don’t fall behind, they tell it to a Welshman working in a mine
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Pitch black in the morning when you go below, nobody speaks and the lift runs slow
The cough gets worse it’s a very bad sign, it grows in a Welshman working in a mine
You know it’s gonna get you in the end one day, you can’t turn around, you can’t turn away
It’s a hard life living and the lord’s design, for you to be a Welshman working in a mine
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Dulahan Music
Written by Kyle Aughe