Mick Haywood's Song Wordbook

Leeds Years

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Four Pence a Day

I got this song from out of a book I bought in the early 1960’s titled
'The Shuttle and the Cage', edited by Ewan McColl and published by
the Workers Music Association in 1954.

Ewan McColl and his wife then Joan Greenwood had collected the song in 1948 from John Gowland, a retired lead miner from the North Pennines town of Middleton-in-Teesdale in County Durham. The song is thought to have been written by the Teesdale lead miner and poet Thomas Raine.

In 1961 Stan Kelly and Eric Winter wrote a parody of the song lampooning the state of the building industry, titled ‘Four Pounds A Day’, which at the time was the amount paid to the workers on building sites when they were ‘rained off. The chorus of the parody went:

    Four pounds a day, me lads and nothing much to do
    No trouble from the foreman, he’s in the union, too
    Some want the rain to go to Spain, we want the rain to stay
    We’re rained on and contented on four pounds a day .



Four Pence a Day

The ore is waiting in the tubs the snow's is on the fell
Canny folk are sleeping yet but lead is reet to sell
Come me little washer lad come let's away
We're bound down to slavery for four pence a day.

Chorus
Fourpence a day, me lads, and very hard to work
And never a pleasant look from a gruffy looking Turk
His conscience it may fail and his heart it may give way
Then he'll raise our wages to nine pence a day.


It's early in the morning we rise at five o'clock
The little slaves come to the door to knock, knock, knock
Come me little washer lad, come let's away
It's very hard to work for four pence a day

My father was a miner and lived down in the town
Twas hard work and poverty that always kept him down
He aimed for me to go to school, but brass he couldn’t pay
So I had to go to the washing rake for four pence a day

My mother rises out of bed with tears on her cheeks
Puts my pack upon my shoulders, which has to last a week
It fills her poor old heart with grief when unto me she says
I never thought tha’d have work for four pence a day.

About Mick

Mick Haywood is a traditional folk singer & folk song collector who has run and organised folk clubs and festivals for many years. He now lives in Whitby, North Yorkshire.