The Irish Miner

G With me spade in me hand, C G shovelin' sand, G D workin' like a slave. G I'm sweatin' all day, C G savin' my pay, D C G Some-times I think I'm digging my grave. G C G Oh... I'm tired and what's worse, G D I'm workin' like a horse, C G C D G Diggin' holes all over 'Meri-cay. G C G When... I'm down there in the ground, G D It's too dark to see a-round. C G C D G C D My mind re-turns back home so far a-way. G With me spade in me hand, C G shovelin' sand, G D workin' like a slave. G I'm sweatin' all day, C G savin' my pay, D C G Some-times I think I'm digging my grave. G C G Then... I see her in my mind: G D The girl I left be-hind, C G C D G C D Sweet Mary Murphy dancin' through the heather. G C G With a basket in her hand, G D full of soda bread and jam, C G C D G C D she promised me that she would wait for-ever. G With me spade in me hand, C G shovelin' sand, G D workin' like a slave. G I'm sweatin' all day, C G savin' my pay, D C G Some-times I think I'm digging my grave. G C G Oh... some day I'll go back home G D and never more to roam C G C D G C D and darlin' Mary will be-long to me. G C G I will take her for my wife G D and it's there I'll spend my life, C G C D G C D But right now, over here I must be. G With me spade in me hand, C G shovelin' sand, G D workin' like a slave. G I'm sweatin' all day, C G savin' my pay, D C G Some-times I think I'm digging my grave. D C G Some-times I think I'm digging my grave.