The Bells of Rhymney

Oh what will you give me Say the sad bells of Rhymney Is there hope for the future Cry the brown bells of Merthyr Who made the mine owner Say the black bells of Rhondda And who robbed the miner Cry the grim bells of Blaina They will plunder willy-nilly Cry the cells of Caerphilly They have fangs, they have teeth Say the loud bells of Neathe Even God is uneasy Say the moist bells of Swansea They will plunder willy-nilly Cry the bells of Caerphilly Put the vandals in court Say the bells of Newport All would be well if, if, if Cry the green bells of Cardiff Why so worried, sisters, why Sang the silver bells of Wye And what will you give me Say the sad bells of Rhymney