The Bells of Rhymney
Oh what can 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 Rhonda
And who robbed the miner?
Cry the grim bells of Blaina
They will plunder willy-nilly,
Cry the bells 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,
Say 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