They leave their dear wives and little ones, too To earn them a living as miners all do Poor hard-working miners, their troubles are great So often while mining they met their sad fate Only a miner killed under the ground Only a miner and one more is found Killed by some accident, there's no one can tell Your mining's all over, poor miner farewell Poor orphaned children, thrown out on the street Ragged and hungry, with nothing to eat Their mothers are jobless and their fathers are dead Poor fatherless children, left crying for bread Only a miner killed under the ground Only a miner and one more is found Killed by some accident, there's no one can tell Your mining's all over, poor miner farewell When I'm in Kentucky so often I meet Poor coal miners' children out on the street "What are you doing?" to them I have said We are hungry, Aunt Molly, and we're begging for bread" "Will you please help us to get something to eat? We are ragged and hungry, thrown out on the street" "Yes, I will help you," to them I have said "To beg food and clothing, I will help you to get bread" Only a miner killed under the ground Only a miner and one more is found Killed by some accident, there's no one can tell Your mining's all over, poor miner farewell