The Garriongill. (Billy Stewart)
We’re up in the morning with the wind and the snaw
We’re sorry to leave our warm miners raw
But we must make our way to the top o’ the hill
To start our day’s work in the Garriongill
Chorus
The Garriongill the Garriongill
As we work underground in the Garriongill
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We stand in the gage as we’re lowered doon the shaft
We’re miners tagether wi the crack and the laugh
We look after each other in hole black as hell
As we work underground in the Garriongill
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When we split a face each miner is keen
To dig out his share o the coal frae the seem
And we hope that the rich seem of coal is there still
When our son’s come tae work in the Garriongill
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Each man in the village relies on the coal
It’s a thing that keeps each of us off the dole
For our wifes and our family’s will work wi a will
Deep underground in th Gariongill
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And when our shifts ended it’s homeward we go
To wash off the dust that we;ve gathered below
We have time to ourselves and strong beer will spill
And forget all the while the Garriongill.