Dark as a Dungeon (live at Montreal Forum, Montreal, Quebec, December 1975)

Une chanson pour tous les travailleurs du monde

Come gather 'round, fellas, so young and so fine
Seek not your fortune way down in the mine
It'll form like a habit and seep in your soul
'Til a stream of your blood runs as black as the coal

Well, it's dark as a dungeon and it's damp as the dew
Where the dangers are double and the pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines
Lord, it's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine

Now, it's many a man I've seen in my day
Who lived just to labor his whole life away
Like a fiend with his dope or a drunkard his wine
No one remembers their lusts or the lure of the mine

Well, it's dark as a dungeon and it's damp as the dew
Where the dangers are double and the pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines
Lord, it's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine

Now, I hope when I'm gone and the ages do roll
My body will blacken and turn into coal
Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home
And pity the miner there diggin' my bone

Well, it's dark as a dungeon and it's damp as the dew
Where the dangers are double and the pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines
Lord, it's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine

Lord, it's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine