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Pound a Week Rise

(Ed Pickford)

Come all of you colliers who work in the mine
From Scotland to south Wales from Teesdale to Tyne
I'll sing you a song of the pound a week rise
And the men who were fooled by the government's lies

And it's down you go
Down below, Jack
Where you never see the skies
And you're workin' in a dungeon
For your pound a week rise

In 19 and 60 a few years ago
The mineworkers' leaders to Lord Robbins did go
Sayin' "We work very hard, every day we risk our lives,
And we ask you here and now for a pound a week rise."

Well up spoke Lord Robbins and he made this decree
Saying "When the out-put rises, then with you I will agree
To raise up all your wages, and to give to you fair pay
For I once a miner and I worked hard in my day"

The miners they went home, they worked hard and well
Their lungs filled with coal dust in the bosom of hell
The output rose by fifteen, eighteen percent and more
And when two years had passed and gone it rose above a score

The miners they went, to get their hard won prize
To ask Lord Robbins for their pound a week rise
Robbins wouldn't give a pound he wouldn't give ten bob
He gave 'em seven and six and said "Now get back to your job"

So come all of you colliers, take heed what I say
And don't believe the Coal Board when they say you'll get fair pay
They'll tell you to work hard and to make the output rise
You'll get pie in the sky instead of a pound a week rise

From the BOWI CD: Dry Land

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