Down, Down, Down: acordes por
Oscar Brand
Oscar Brand

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Tom: Gb major
Verse 1
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With your kind attention,
the song I will trill
On you who must toil
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with a pick and the drill
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Sweat for your bread in
that hole in Oak Hill
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That goes down, down, down
When I was a lad, says my daddy to me
Stay out of Oak Hill,
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take my warning, says he
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Or with dust you'll be choked,
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and a popper you'll be broken down,
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down, down.
But I went to Oak Hill
and I asked for a job,
a mule for to drive
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or a gangway to rob.
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The boss says, come out, Bill,
and follow the mob
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that goes down, down, down.
On the strength of the job
and the tune of this rhyme
Strolled into Thames
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and drank twenty -five shines
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Reported next morning half dead
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But on time to go down,
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down, down
All aboard for the bottom,
the top man did yell
We stepped in the cage
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and he ding -donged the bell
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Threw that hole in Oak Hill
like a bat out
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Hell, we went down, down, down.
She was blocked from the dish
to the knuckle with smoke.
The dust was so thick,
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I thought I would choke.
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Says I to myself,
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I guess here's where I croak away down,
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down, down.
I groped to a gangway,
I got me a scoop.
The cot was just fired,
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muck heap up to the roof,
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I scooped and I scooped
till my back looped the loop,
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stoopin' down, down, down.
All I drew for the year was
a dollar or three,
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Those company store thieves
made a pumper of me,
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But for ballads like this one
I'd have starved for a spree
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in the town, town, town.
Toil, you butterly grey,
on my poor daddy's head,
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While he slaved at Oak Hill
to provide us with bread,
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I wish I had heeded the
warning he pled,
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Don't go down, down, down,
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Don't go down, down, down.
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