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The Pound a Week
(E. Pickford)

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

And it's you go
Down below,
Where you never see the
And you're in a dungeon
For your pound a week

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

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

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

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

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