Hi, I'm hoping to get the rest of the words to a song that really raised the rafters at the Fox and Hounds last month (the singer's name would be nice too).   Anyway, here's what I have thus far:

Now 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 shifting and a shoveling, we'd graft [?] him all the day,
And when he got back up above, he'd double all our pay.
[chorus] Now I'm working in the coal bay [?] underneath the ground,
                Working in the dark, boy, making all the sound,
                It's the ringing of the pick as it beats against the wall,
                Working all together, boys, we're colliers all.


Thanks..