| Fare ye well old Ely Branch, fare ye well I say
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| I’m tired o' livin' on dried beef and tomatoes
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| And I’m a-goin' away
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| When we had a strike in Ely this spring, these words ol' Hughes did say
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| Come along boys go back to work, we’ll give you the two weeks' pays
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| When they put on their mining clothes, hard work again they tried
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| And when ol' payday rolled around, they found ol' Hughes had lied
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| So fare ye well old Ely Branch, fare ye well I say
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| I’m tired o' livin' on dried beef and tomatoes
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| And I’m a-goin' away
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| When Hughes thinks his mines was goin' to stop, a sight to see him frown
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| There’s gas enough in old Hughes, to blow these mountains down
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| Oh take your children outta Ely Branch, before they cry for bread
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| For when ol' Hughes' debts are paid, he won’t be worth a thread
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| So fare ye well old Ely Branch, fare ye well I say
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| I’m tired o' livin' on dried beef and tomatoes
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| And I’m a-goin' away
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| Now Hughes claims he owns more mines than these, he says he gots money to lend
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| But when ol' payday rolls around, he can’t pay off his men
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| I’d rather be in Pine Grove jail with my back all covered in lice
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| Than to be in old Hughes' coal mines, diggin' coal at Hughes' price
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| I think John Yaeger’s a very nice man, he’s the same ol' John every day
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| But a man can’t live can’t live on dried beef and tomatoes, an' I’m a-goin' away
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| So fare ye well old Ely Branch, fare ye well I say
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| I’m tired o' livin' on dried beef and tomatoes
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| And I’m a-goin' away |