The Bells Of Rhymney Lyrics

O 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 Rhondda



And who robbed the miner?

Cry the grim bells of Blaina.



They will plunder willy-nilly

Say the bells of Caerphilly



They have fangs, they have teeth

Shout the loud bells of Neath



The south, things are sullen

Say the pink bells of Brecon



Even God is uneasy

Say the moist bells of Swansea



Put the vandals in court!

Cry the bells of Newport



All would be well if-if-if-if

Say the green bells of Cardiff



Why so worried, sisters, why?

Cry the silver bells of Wye.



O what can you give me?

Say the sad bells of Rhymney.