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(G)Farewell
the colliery workers, the (D)muffler and
the (G)cap
Fare(C)well the Rhondda valley girls, we
(G)never will come back
The mines they are a-(C)closin', the (Amin)valleys
they're all (D)doomed
There's (G)no work in the (C)Rhondda
boys, we'll (D)be in London (G)soon
(G)My
father was a miner, and his (C)father was
before him,
And they (D)always had been proud to work
be(G)low.
Since they fell 'neath Roben's axe,
All the (C)lads have had the sack
So a(D)way to work in England we must (G)go!
Farewell the colliery
workers, the muffler and the cap
Farewell the Rhondda valley girls, we never will come back
The mines they are a-closin', the valleys they're all doomed
There's no work in the Rhondda boys, we'll be in London soon
No more the chapel
singin', for that long ago has left us
In the public house no more the miner's songs
Oh, the population's droppin'
For the pit wheels they are stoppin',
And I can't afford to stay here very long
Farewell the colliery
workers, the muffler and the cap
Farewell the Rhondda valley girls, we never will come back
The mines they are a-closin', the valleys they're all doomed
There's no work in the Rhondda boys, we'll be in London soon
Treherbert and
Treorchy, Tonypandy and Tynewydd
Ystradrhondda and Tonpentre, all adeiu
For I can no longer wait
While Parliament debates
So a fond farewell I bid to all of you!
Farewell the colliery
workers, the muffler and the cap
Farewell the Rhondda valley girls, we never will come back
The mines they are a-closin', the valleys they're all doomed
There's no work in the Rhondda boys, we'll be in London soon.
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