Seven Devils Mines

Come all ye bold adventurers and listen to my song

About the Seven Devil mines — I will not keep you long

Those mines of wealth that's lately found display the rich ore bright

And millions yet beneath the ground is bound to see the light

Then dig boys dig, let us the rich ore find

And open up in handsome style the Seven Devils mines

And when you pack your old cayuse and start to make a raise

And stop upon a grassy plot to let the mustang graze

You're liable at any time to meet a rattle bug

Then don't forget the snake bite cure corked up in the jug

Then dig boys dig, let us the rich ore find

And open up in handsome style the Seven Devils mines

Then when you reach the Devil mines all filled with wind and gush

Don't mope about and hang your head, you'd make the Devils blush

But shoulder up your pick and pan and take your shovel, too

Then when you strike a rich ore vein just pop the Devils through

Then dig boys dig, let us the rich ore find

And open up in handsome style the Seven Devils mines

And when the rock becomes so hard you can no longer pick

Don't hang your head and look so sour, you'd make the devils sick

But seize your drill and hammer too — put down a four-foot hole

Then charge it well with dynamite and let the thunder roll

Then dig boys dig, let us the rich ore find

And open up in handsome style the Seven Devils mines

Then when we're down a hundred feet with ore on the dump

The money kings will all take hold and make the devils hump

Then when we sell our mines of wealth, we'll have money left to spend

We'll put our plated harness on and visit all our friends

Then dig boys dig, let us the rich ore find

And open up in handsome style the Seven Devils mines

For when a man has wealthy grown, the past is all forgot

He's honored, petted, loved and praised, although a drunken sot

And as our wealth accumulates, the ladies all will smile

We'll bid the Devils a good-bye and live in splendid style

Then dig boys dig, let us the rich ore find

And open up in handsome style the Seven Devils mines

Then laugh boys laugh, we have the rich ore found!

We'll make our pile, we'll live in style, then pass the lager 'round