Blackjack Was A Mule

Em 
Blackjack was a mule; worked in the 
                    Am 
Syndicate Mine. 
                 Em 
Since the age of two; worked in the 
                 Em 
Syndicate Mine. 

          Am 
Straining hard -- shoulder and back. 
                         Em 
Hoofbeats echo like a thunderclap. 
              C 
Pulling them ore carts up the track -- 
               B7 
workin' in the Syndicate Mine. Hey! -- 
                 Em 
workin' in the Syndicate Mine. 


              Em 
Every year the same; never see the light 
        Am 
of day. 
                   Em 
Rich in collar and hame; never see the 
             Em 
light of day. 

               Am 
Straight ahead -- neither left nor right. 
                         Em 
Candle burnin' on an iron spike! 
                      C 
Through the glittering rock -- just night -- 
                 B7 
workin' in the Syndicate Mine. Hey! -- 
                 Em 
workin' in the Syndicate Mine. 



[Refrão]
 
Am 
Oh! -- pullin' through the darkness. 
                              Em 
Where the drifts run endlessly. Oh! -- 
Am 
pullin' through the darkness. Better that 
                 Em 
mule than me -- at the bottom of the 
world. 


                   C 
His coat was white as snow -- he 
                         Em 
worked in the Syndicate Mine. 
                       C 
All he'd ever known was workin' in the 
                 B7 
Syndicate Mine. 


              Am 
Hear the gang boss holler and rage. 
                              Em 
Can't remember the smell of sage! 
                         C 
Pullin' that ore to the Hoistin' Cage -- 
                 B7 
workin' in the Syndicate Mine. Hey! -- 
                 Em 
workin' in the Syndicate Mine. 
 

[Refrão]
 
Am 
Oh! -- pullin' through the darkness. 
                              Em 
Where the drifts run endlessly. Oh! -- 
Am 
pullin' through the darkness! Better that 
                 Em 
mule than me -- at the bottom of the 
world. 


                  Em 
Old Blackjack was a mule; worked in 
                     Am 
the Syndicate Mine. 
                 Em 
Since the age of two; worked in the 
                 Em 
Syndicate Mine. 

          Am 
Straining hard -- shoulder and back. 
                         Em 
Hoofbeats echo like a thunderclap! 
              C 
Pulling them ore carts up the track -- 
                 B7 
workin' in the Syndicate Mine. Hey! -- 
                 Em 
workin' in the Syndicate Mine. 

       C              B7 
A-workin' in the Syndicate Mine! Hey! 
       Em