Dark As A Dungeon

Marley's Ghost
 Ghost Country
 Dark As A Dungeon
 Come all you young fellows, so young and so fine,
 and seek not your fortune in a dark, dreary mine.
 It'll form as a habit and seep in your soul
 'til the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal.
 Where it's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew.
 Where the danger is double and the pleasures are few.
 Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines,
 it's dark as a dungeon way down in the mines.
 Well, there's many a man I have known in my day
 who lived just to labor his whole life away.
 Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine,
 a man will have lust for the lure of the mine.
 Well, I hope when I die and the ages shall roll,
 my body will blacken and turn into coal.
 Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home
 and pity the miner, a-diggin' my bones.