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The a Week Rise
(E. Pickford)

Come all you colliers who work down the
From Scotland to south from Teesdale to Tyne
I'll sing you a song the pound a week rise
And the men who were fooled by the government's

And down you go
below, Jack
Where you see the skies
And workin' in a dungeon
For your pound a rise

In 19 and 60 a few ago
The mineworkers' to Lord Robbins did go
Sayin' "We work hard, every day we risk our lives,
And we ask you here and now for a pound a rise."

Well up spoke Lord and he made this decree
He said "When the out-put rises, with you I agree
I'll raise up all your wages, I'll to you fair pay
For I a miner and I worked hard in my day"

The miners they went home, they worked and well
Their lungs filled with coal dust in the bosom of
The rose by fifteen, eighteen percent and more
And when two years had passed and gone it rose a score

The miners they went, to get hard earned prize
They asked Lord Robbins for their pound a rise
Robbins wouldn't give a he wouldn't give ten bob
He gave 'em seven and six and saing "Now get back to jobs!"

So come all you colliers, heed what I say
Don't Lord Robbins when he says he'll give fair pay
He'll tell you to work and make the out- put rise
But you'll get pie in the sky instead of a pound a week