Ian Wagner was his name nshift boss down in the mines nnever missed a chance to ngive us boys a hard time nhe’d take coal off the top nwith a snarl on his face nsend us back to digging nof a heart he had no trace nntraveled in circles nthat were closed to us underground nsmoking the boss’ cigars npaid well to keep us down nheld the best jobs back nfor his own countrymen nto those who complained nto the blacklist he’d send nnmen would die from the work nhe’d scratch ‘em off the board nlike a broke down mule nin the eyes of the Lord nBut miners justice has a way nof taking care of friends nso one day he went down nand never came up again nnNow I ain’t saying I know nothing n‘bout what happened that day nmust’ve been in the wrong place nwhen the coal she had her say nit’ll crush you like grapes nwaiting on the wine nbetter watch yourself sir ndown here the sun don’t shine nnSo the moral of this story nain’t very hard to see nyou wanna see the way the world works nwell you just follow me nI’ll show you money men and workers nand you choose between the two nbut be careful friend nchoose wrong and you’ll lose