When the work is done and the livin's easy
i reside to my life so breezy
think of all the troubles overcome
But i don't suppose that you'll ever see me
angered by your love so squeeze me
i propose to fight for what is mine
Cause i'll take you back again
He's a miner's son he stole my true love
tempted her with freckled fortunes
now i have to show her what is more
With a ring in hand and a book of verses
i climbed through her crooked bedroom
greeted by a miner's crooked leg
Cause i'll take you back again
yes i need her once again
Dusting off my old blue coat
i wander in a midnight dream
and i guess there's no telling me...
no i won't have her back again