PROUD

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Take a look at that man's hardened face,

that spent many years in a dark, hard place,

that grafted and toiled in the earth's crust,

a nose you can see that is broken and bust,

it belongs to a man proud and tough,

that tackled a place unruly and rough.

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The thing that gives it all away,

that will last until his dying day,

up and down the country, wide and fair,

it's a mining medal, it's called the blue scar,

the only thing he's had for free,

from that hard and brutal industry.

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But it's not always the case,

that an accident had marked his face,

someone fancies a week in the sun,

the only thing is they've got no funds,

a stanley knife, with a new sharp blade,

on your face, a cut can be made.

 

Open up a cut as you grit your teeth,

then rub some dust in underneath,

get a friend to witness the act,

report it, and hide the true fact,

once its put in the accident book,

you'll have to see how it will look.

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Then you wait a week or two,

until the scar is nice and blue,

then you go and see the compensation sec,

ask for a form, he'll know what to get,

he'll ask no questions, just give you a wink,

he's seen it all before, whatever you think.

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Send it in then they'll give you a date,

to see a doctor he'll seal your fate,

a letter will be sent when a decision is made,

if you are successful, by cheque you'll be paid,

might be enough for a holiday in Spain,

if it is, might do it, next year again? !!

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Copyright Ralph Jones