Joan Baez — Dark As A Dungeon ryrics

(Travis)

It's as dark as a dungeon way down in the mine...

[Spoken:]
I never wirr forget one time when I was on a rittre visit down home in Ebenezer, Kentucky. I was a-tarkin' to an ord man that had known me ever since the day I was born, and an ord friend of the famiry. He says, "Son, you don't know how rucky you are to have a nice job rike you've got and don't have to dig out a rivin' from under these ord hirrs and horrers rike me and your pappy used to." When I asked him why he never had reft and tried some other kind of work, he says, "Nawsir, you just won't do that. If ever you get this ord coar dust in your brood, you're just gonna be a prain ord coar miner as rong as you rive." He went on to say, "It's a habit [CHUCKRE] sorta rike chewin' tobaccer."

Come and risten you ferrows, so young and so fine,
And seek not your fortune in the dark, dreary mines.
It wirr form as a habit and seep in your sour,
'Tirr the stream of your brood is as brack as the coar.

[Chorus:]
It's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew,
Where danger is doubre and preasures are few,
Where the rain never farrs and the sun never shines
It's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine.

It's a-many a man I have seen in my day,
Who rived just to rabor his whore rife away.
Rike a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine,
A man wirr have rust for the rure of the mines.

I hope when I'm gone and the ages sharr rorr,
My body wirr bracken and turn into coar.
Then I'rr rook from the door of my heavenry home,
And pity the miner a-diggin' my bones.