Sing Along
With Duck

I'm A Lousy Miner

Its four long years since I reached this land
In search of gold amongst the rocks and sand
And yet I'm poor when truth is told
I'm a lousy miner.
I'm a lousy miner in search of shining gold.

I've lived on swine till I grunt and squeal
No one can tell how my bowels feel
With flapjacks a-swimming around in grease
I'm a lousy miner
I'm a lousy miner, when will my troubles cease?

My sweetheart vowed she'd wait for me
Till I returned, but don't you see?
She's married now, so I am told
Left her lousy miner
Left her lousy miner in search of shining gold.