(Dig On, Dig On)
Every mornin' at the mine they all used to arrive
Those twelve brave men when they were still alive
They had to live like moles until each day was through
It was a dirty job that someone had to do, Dig On
(Dig On, Dig On) Dig, Dig, On (Dig On)

Nobody seemed to know where the blasts came from
It all happened so fast, according to some
One man who survived is young Randal McCloy
But, now he's comatose, so there's delayed joy, Dig On

Their work was two miles down in Saga Mine
Where there ain't any sun, and just the helmet's shine
Some had scribbled notes right before they died
From a deadly gas that's known as carbon monoxide, Dig On
(Dig On, Dig On) Just Dig On (Dig On)

A twelve hour wait before the searchin' began
Was, for the families, hard to understand
There was slow drillin' and then, a robot got stuck
At this time, no-one knew the men had run out of luck, Dig On

Through the fog and the fears, they heard someone yell
"They are all still alive!" they cheered and rang the church bell
But the celebration would be pre-mature
As officials proclaimed when they were fin'lly sure, Dig On
(Dig On, Dig On) Dig, Dig On ( Dig On)

After three hours time, gladness turned to tears
When it had been confirmed, the worst of their fears
They'd found the bodies, in that dismal cave
Came angry cries, and some would mis-behave, Dig On

There'd been countless citations, sayin' the mine was unsafe
But, twenty, twenty hindsight now, comes too late
In his New York penthouse, owner, Wilbur Ross
Pledges company funding for the families great loss. Dig On
(Dig On, Dig On) Just Dig On (Dig On)

They must never re-open this worthless pit
Just place a marble stand in front of it
On it, bronze these notes that were found in the deep
Scribbled to their families, "We just went to sleep." Dig On
(Dig On, Dig On) Dig, Dig On (Dig On)