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The a Week Rise
(E. Pickford)

Come all you colliers who work the mine
From Scotland to south Wales from Teesdale to
sing you a song about the pound a week rise
And the men who fooled by the government's lies

And down you go
below, Jack
Where you never see the
And you're in a dungeon
For your a week rise

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

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

The miners they went home, they worked hard and
Their filled with coal dust in the bosom of hell
The out-put rose by fifteen, eighteen percent and
And when two years had passed and it rose about a score

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

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