Silver and Dust

Unknown [Dishonored]

Dishonored



Oh early in the morning,'fore the sun rise
They get outta bed an' open their eyes
Wit dirty old trousers in browns an' blacks
They pick up their tools and pick up their axe

Say way oh, the dust it blows
Say way oh, the dust it blows

They march down that road, to Stilton's old mine
Just like their elders, when the wages were fine
But Stilton's long gone, and so is his grace
Now ain't no one happy in this miserable place

Say way oh, the silver it glows
Say way oh, the silver it glows

Down underground, it's dark and it's cold
They don't get no breaks, they do as they're told
The dust crews get down on their hands and knees
To do anything that angry foreman please

Say way oh, the dust it blows
Say way oh, the silver it glows

But the foreman he's under the Duke's greedy thumb
Makin' them miners work till they're numb
They pull out that silver and make that man rich
And come home broken, face black as pitch