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My daddy was a miner, said there was nothing finerThan an Irish man who worked an honest dayFrom Steamboat Row, in rain or shine, he'd make his way down to the mineAlong the dusty road he'd travelFifteen miles to get there, fifteen miles to goFifteen miles back home again, home to Steamboat Row.He used to tell about the time he got hurt down in the mineHe said he'd never go back down againBut in his heart he knew he would, he did the only thing he couldKept on walkin' down that roadFifteen miles to get there, fifteen miles to goFifteen miles back home again, home to Steamboat Row.But when he took to drinkin' we knew that he was thinkin'That his days were quickly coming to an endHe'd only speak of Steamboat Row, he said someday we ought to goAnd walk along that dusty roadFifteen miles to get there, fifteen miles to goFifteen miles back home again, home to Steamboat Row. Aus Songtexte Mania