Sound the alarm for the whole town to know

We lost another man (we lost another man)

Send his wife her Easter ham

And a condolence letter

In your finest print make sure you use the company's letterhead

And can you tell his eldest son we got a job for him down there

"Grab a helmet, pack your lunch"

"Punch in and let the lights go out"

Tomorrow morning

You're going down the hole kid

Tomorrow morning

You're going down the hole

To live and die underground

Day in day out

Black lungs and broken bones

Dynamite, picks and shovels

To the sound of sad work songs

"That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang"

To live and die underground

Sound the alarm for the whole town to know

We lost another man (we lost another man)

Send his mother a Christmas card

And a wreath of flowers

And could you tell his youngest brother we got a job for him

Like father, like son, from brother to brother

Like father, like son and from brother to brother

That's how it was for generations

In search

Of copper and gold

In search

Of copper

And gold