Oh, come all you young fellers, young and so fine. Seek not your fortune in the dark dreary mine. It'll form as a habit and seep in your soul. Till the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal.
Oh come all you young fellers so young and so fine. Seek not your fortune in a dark dreary mine. It'll form as a habit and seep in your soul. Till the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal.
Oh come all you young fellers so young and so fine. Seek not your fortune in a dark dreary mine. It'll form as a habit and seep in your soul. Till the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal.