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     Oh come all you young fellers, so young and so fine, seek not your  
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fortune in the dark dreary mind.  It'll form as a habit and seep in your 
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soul, till the stream of you blood runs as black as the coal.  Where it's 
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dark as the dungeon, damp as the dew.  Danger is double, pleasures are few, 
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where the rain never falls, where the sun never shines, it's dark as the  
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dungeon way down in the mine.  Like a man with his dope, like a drunkard with 
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his wife, a man will have lust for the lure of the mine.  And I'll pray when 
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I'm dead, and my ages shall roll, that my body would blacken and turn into 
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coal.  And I'd look from the door of my heavenly home and pity the miner 
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diggin my bones.  Where it's dark as the dungeon, damp as the dew.  Dangers 
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are double, pleasures are few, where the rain never falls, the sun never  
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shines, it's dark as the dungeon way down in the mine.