Lyr Req: Working at the Coal Face (Dave Webber)

Subject: Lyr Req: Working at the Coal Face
From: GUEST,MMario
Date: 01 Jul 04 - 11:51 AM

this has been ear-worming me since Mystic, but I haven't had enough highway driving to get the words down. Can anyone post them?

Subject: Lyr Add: WORKING AT THE COALFACE (Dave Webber)
From: MoorleyMan
Date: 01 Jul 04 - 12:00 PM

Grand song! Words are mostly as I recall them, haven't got the Dave Webber songbook to hand to check the last details but here goes:


WORKING AT THE COALFACE
(written by Dave Webber)

I used to work out on the land, a-waggonin' with me team,
I used to breathe in dust-free air out in the fields so green,
But the farmer said the crop was bad and I should have to go –
Well there's only one job left to do, that's working down below

And we're working at the coalface, underneath the ground
Working in the dark, boys, and making not a sound
'Cept the ringin' of the pick as it beats against the wall
And it's all shift together, boys, we're colliers all

At four in the morning I'm a-risin' from me bed
I know it will be 18 hours 'fore I lay down me head
But I walk the six long miles, me boys, and I reach the pit for five
And by six o'clock I'm sweatin' cobs with any man alive
And I'm working …….

It's dark when I goes to work and dark again at night
On Sundays and in summertime is when I see the light
Yes on Sundays and in summertime I hear a small bird sing
But when you're two mile underground you never hear a thing
        When you're working …..

Oh the boss he sits there up above, he never does a turn
But if he was down here with us we'd make the bugger learn
We'd have him shiftin' and a-shovellin', we'll graft him all the day
And when he went back up above he'd double all our pay
        For working …….

Me wife she is a miracle at dealin' out the bread
She's worthy of a better place to lay down her head
And she's savin' for the day when I can say goodbye
To the coalface, and work beneath the sky –
        No more working ……..

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Working at the Coal Face
From: GUEST,MMario
Date: 01 Jul 04 - 12:05 PM

grazie!

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Working at the Coal Face
From: GUEST,MMario
Date: 19 Jul 04 - 11:10 AM

blathering here..but anyone who knows me probably realizes that between frequent time-travel; over-exposure to L-space and sub-space distortion of the hyper-ganglionic connection to my brain cell (currently held north of the Canandian border due to high tariff fees) my thoughts often work in strange and unpredictable ways.

Hence I found myself singing snatches of song this morning from the previous unknown and unpublished work 'Dante's Inferno - the musical'

I used to work up in the sky
harping midst the clouds
I used work in Heaven boys,
and sing Hosannahs loud
But the Great I AM said I had sinned, and needs must that I fall
There's only one job left for me - to be the Devil's thrall

Working down in Hades, amid the ice and flames
tormentin' all the hapless souls and hearin' all their screams
And the torments that I visit them have shriveled up my soul
and it's all shriek together lads, we're demons all