Dark as a Dungeon Joni Mitchell

Come all you young fellers
So young and so fine
And seek not your fortune
In the dark dreary mine
It'll form as a habit
And seep in your soul
Till the stream of your blood
Is as black as the coal

Where it's dark as a dungeon
And damp as the dew
Where the dangers are double
And the pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls
And the sun never shines
Lord it's a dark as a dungeon
Way down in the mines

Well it's many a man
That I've seen in my day
Who lived just to labor
His whole life away
Like a fiend with his dope
Or a drunkard his wine
A man must have lust
For the lure of the mine