UNNER ALOW THE GRUN / GROUND

UNNER ALOW THE GRUN

by

Matt McGinn

Unner alow the grund-o

Unner alow the grun

Deid or alive, I’ll aye be low

Unner allow the grun

Some hae jobs that take them faur

And some that take them high

But I’ve a job that keeps me low

For a mining man am I

Unner alow the grund-o

Unner alow the grun

Deid or alive, I’ll aye be low

Unner allow the grun

Eighteen years have come and gone

Since first I wore the lamp

But every time I think of it

It’s enough to gie me the cramp

Unner alow the grund-o

Unner alow the grun

Deid or alive, I’ll aye be low

Unner allow the grun

I’d scarcely touched the bottom

Before ma heid was sare

Banging against a three feet roof

And crawling aboot like a bear

Unner alow the grund-o

Unner alow the grun

Deid or alive, I’ll aye be low

Unner allow the grun

Five hundred feet below the grun

I worked my shifts aroon

And then I was promoted

To a spot a hauf a mile doon

Unner alow the grund-o

Unner alow the grun

Deid or alive, I’ll aye be low

Unner allow the grun

The gaffer’s awfae fond o me

And he thinks I’m doing well

He says that I’ll go further yet

And I’m sure to land in hell

Unner alow the grund-o

Unner alow the grun

Deid or alive, I’ll aye be low

Unner allow the grun

Ye’ll all be doon before ye’re done

Alang wi me below

But you’ll be coming to rest your bones

Ye’ll no be howking coal

Unner alow the grund-o

Unner alow the grun

Deid or alive, I’ll aye be low

Unner allow the grun

Unner alow the grund-o

Unner alow the grun

Deid or alive, I’ll aye be low

Unner allow the grun

Unner alow the grund-o

Unner alow the grun

Deid or alive, I’ll aye be low

Unner allow the grun