Bealbeg to Bencroy
Working man & boy
Oh I cut & drew while I was wet through
In my working days
Chorus:
In my working days - in my working days
Saw hard times in Arigna mines
In my working days
Got paid by the hutch
Never earned too much
Had to buy my pick - didn’t dare get sick
In my working days
Chorus:
Black damp it will kill
Deep inside a hill
So I stayed alert in the dark & dirt
In my working days
Chorus:
Pay was always small
And I earned it all
For the work was hard and my back got scarred
In my working days
Chorus:
Mountain mining’s dead
Now the tourists tread
Well they come to see how it used to be
In my working days
