Davey Dodds 1970s
Windborne: https://windborne.bandcamp.com/track/i-can-hew
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Chorus I can hew boys, I can hack it out I can hew the coal, I can dance and shout. I can hew boys, coal that’s black and fine, I’m a collier lad, working down the mine. On Saint Monday’s day, it’s well I do admire, When I sit at home by my own coal fire. Then it’s off to the pub, for a glass or two For to work on a Monday, that would never do. Well I like my whiskey and I like my beer. I’ll drink fourteen pints and I’ll not feel queer. I can hold my liquor good as any man. And I’ll dance and sing as long as I can. Well my boy’s fourteen, he’s a strappin’ lad And he’ll go to the pits soon, just like his dad. And when Friday comes, we’ll pick up our pay. And we’ll drink together, to round out the day. And its when I’m dead, oh I know full well, I’ll not go to heaven, I am bound for hell. And my pick and shovel, old Nick he will admire, And he’ll set me hewin’ coal for his own hell fire.