You can tell them in the country, tell them in the town
The miners down in Mingo laid their shovels down
We won't pull another pillar, load another ton
Or lift another finger till the union we have won
Stand up boys, let the bosses know
Turn your buckets over, turn your lanterns low
There's fire in our hearts and fire in our soul
But there ain't gonna be no fire in the hole
Oh, daddy died a miner and grandpa, he did too
I'll bet this coal will kill me 'fore my working days is through
When a hole is dark and dirty, an early grave you'll find
I plan to make a union for the ones I leave behind
Stand up boys, let the bosses know
Turn you buckets over, turn your lanterns low
There's fire in our hearts and fire in our soul
But there ain't gonna be no fire in the hole
There ain't gonna be no fire in the hole