Farewell Johnny Miner

These songs are part of an ongoing collection of traditional folk recordings. Full albums will be available here: https://paddyboyle.bandcamp.com/album/the-sup-songs-about-the-drink Follow on Spotify https://open.spotify.com/album/6RztqPWVYyfMi4uXMD6kIb?si=M9Dj-gdPRa-GDS07ZSBmHg Farewell Johnny Miner, written by Ed Pickford in the late 1960s. Lyrics; Johnny Miner, you were born Never to see the rising dawn, Now it's time that you were gone, So farewell, Johnny Miner. Farewell Durham, Yorkshire, too, Nottingham, the same to you Scotland, South Wales, bid adieu, And farewell, Johnny Miner. You struggled hard with slate and shale, Lungs turned black and faces pale, Now your body's up for sale, And farewell, Johnny Miner. They promised you the earth some time To work down in their stinkin' mine, Now the justice for their crime Is farewell, Johnny Miner. Cheer up John, it won't be bad: Unemployment isn't hard - They'll treat you well in the knacker's yard, So farewell, Johnny Miner.