We're brave and gallant miner boys, who work in underground For courage and good nature, no finer can be found We work both late and early, and get but little pay To support our wives and children, in free Americay If Satan took the blacklegs, I'm sure t'would bid no sin What peace and happiness t'would be, for us poor workin' men Eight hours we'd have for workin', eight hours we'd have for play Eight hours we'd have for sleeping, in free Americay