Tom: F#m
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E
Oh, Delaval is a terrible place
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They rub wet clay in the blackleg's face
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And around the heaps they run a footrace
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To catch the blackleg miner
[Verse]
E
And div'nt gang near the Seghill mine
F#m E
Across the way they stretch a line
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To catch the throat and break the spine
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Of the dirty blackleg miner
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[Verse]
E
They grab his duds and his picks as well
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They hoy him down to the pit of hell
F#m E
Down you go and fare ye well
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You dirty blackleg miner
[Verse]
E
Oh, it's in the evening after dark
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When the blackleg miner creeps to work
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With his moleskin pants and dirty shirt
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There goes the blackleg miner
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[Verse]
E
So, join the union while you may
F#m E
Don't wait till your dying day
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For that may not be far away
F#m E F#m
You dirty blackleg miner
