Blue Diamond Mines

I remember the ways in the bygone days
 when we was all in our prime
 When us and John L. we give the old man hell
 down in the Blue Diamond Mine
 Well the whistle would blow 'for the rooster crow
 full two hours before daylight
 When a man done his best and earned his good rest
 at seven dollars a night
 In the mines in the mines
 in the Blue Diamond Mines
 I worked my life away
 In the mines in the mines
 In the Blue Diamond Mines
 I fall on my knees and pray.
 You old black gold you've taken my lung
 your dust has darkened my home
 And now I am old and you've turned your back
 where else can an old miner go
 Well it's Algomer Block and Big Leather Woods
 now its Blue Diamond too
 The bits are all closed get another job
 what else can an old miner do?
 Now the union is dead and they shake their heads
 well mining has had it's day
 But they're stripping off my mountain top
 and they pay me eight dollars a day