
Taffy was a coal miner, dedicated to the pit
He worked from being ten years old
He loved his job and never once regretted it
Lots of young ones would come and go
Taffy was in a post that he liked so
With his snap tin and his tobacco
He would help anyone that he could
From being little, he wanted to be a coal miner
His family always told him that, one day he would
He worked tunnels so dimly lit,
On his day off he sang songs about it
Dedicated to his dirty underground job
Working like an earthworm for just a few bob
When he had to retire, he didn't want to
Leaving the job he loved made him feel so blue
Taffy was a miner, all his life he worked the pit
Only memories now and a broken heart
Of a job he loved right from the very start

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