Dark As A Dungeon
Composer(s): Merle Travis
Originally performed by: Merle Travis
Covered by various other artists



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

I never will forget one time when I was on a little visit 
down home in Ebenezer, Kentucky
I was a-talkin' to an old man that had known me ever since the day I was born 
and an old friend of the family 
He says, "Son, you don't know how lucky you are 
to have a nice job like you've got 
and don't have to dig out a livin' from under these old hills and hollers 
like me and your pappy used to" 
When I asked him why he never had left and tried some other kind of work 
he says, "Nawsir, you just won't do that 
If ever you get this old coal dust in your blood 
you're just gonna be a plain old coal miner as long as you live" 
He went on to say, "It's a habit (Chuckle) sorta like chewin' tobaccer" 

Come and listen you fellows, so young and so fine
And seek not your fortune in the dark, dreary mines.
It will form as a habit and seep in your soul
'Till the stream of your blood is as black as the coal

Chorus:
It's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew
Where danger is double and pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls 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 lived just to labor his whole life away
Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine
A man will have lust for the lure of the mines

I hope when I'm gone and the ages shall roll
My body will blacken and turn into coal
Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home
And pity the miner a-diggin' my bones

Additional Verse:
The midnight, the morning, or the middle of day
Is the same to the miner who labors away
Where the demons of death often come by surprise
One fall of the slate and you're buried alive