调：Gb major•
Verse 1
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With your kind attention,
the song I will trill
On you who must toil
that hole in Oak Hill
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That goes down, down, down
When I was a lad, says my daddy to me
Stay out of Oak Hill,
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down, down.
But I went to Oak Hill
and I asked for a job,
a mule for to drive
and follow the mob
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that goes down, down, down.
On the strength of the job
and the tune of this rhyme
Strolled into Thames
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down, down
All aboard for the bottom,
the top man did yell
We stepped in the cage
like a bat out
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Hell, we went down, down, down.
She was blocked from the dish
to the knuckle with smoke.
The dust was so thick,
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down, down.
I groped to a gangway,
I got me a scoop.
The cot was just fired,
till my back looped the loop,
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stoopin' down, down, down.
All I drew for the year was
a dollar or three,
made a pumper of me,
I'd have starved for a spree
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in the town, town, town.
Toil, you butterly grey,
on my poor daddy's head,
to provide us with bread,
warning he pled,
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