I Can Hew

Chorus: I can hew boys, I can hack it out I can hew the coal, I can dance and shout. I can hew boys, coal that's black and fine, I'm a collier lad, working down the mine.

1. On Saint Monday's day, it's well I do admire, When I sits at home by me own coal fire. Then it's off to the pub, for a glass or two For to work on a Monday, that would never do.

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2. Well I likes my whiskey and I likes my beer. I'll drink fourteen pints and I'll not feel queer. I can hold my liquor good as any man. And I'll dance and sing as long as I can.

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3. Well my boy's fourteen, he's a strappin' lad And he'll go to the pits soon, just like his dad. And when Friday comes, we'll pick up our pay. And we'll drink together, to round out the day.

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4. And its when I'm dead, oh I know full well, I'll not go to heaven, I am bound for hell. And my pick and shovel, old Nick he will admire, And he'll set me hewin' coal for his own hell fire.

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