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The Pound a Week Rise
(E. Pickford)

Come all you colliers who work down the mine
From Scotland to south Wales from Teesdale to Tyne
I`ll sing you a song about 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
He said "When the out-put rises, with you I will agree
I`ll raise up all your wages, I`ll 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 out-put rose by fifteen, eighteen percent and more
And when two years had passed and gone it rose about a score

The miners they went, to get their hard earned prize
They asked 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 saing "Now get back to your jobs!"

So come all you colliers, take heed what I say
Don`t believe Lord Robbins when he says he`ll give fair pay
He`ll tell you to work hard and make the out- put rise
But you`ll get pie in the sky instead of a pound a week rise

The Pound a Week Rise
(E. Pickford)

Come all you colliers who work down the mine
From Scotland to south Wales from Teesdale to Tyne
I`ll sing you a song about 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
He said "When the out-put rises, with you I will agree
I`ll raise up all your wages, I`ll 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 out-put rose by fifteen, eighteen percent and more
And when two years had passed and gone it rose about a score

The miners they went, to get their hard earned prize
They asked 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 saing "Now get back to your jobs!"

So come all you colliers, take heed what I say
Don`t believe Lord Robbins when he says he`ll give fair pay
He`ll tell you to work hard and make the out- put rise
But you`ll get pie in the sky instead of a pound a week rise

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