«Oh, what will you give me?»
say the sad bells of Rhymney.
«Is there hope for the future?»
say the brown bells of Merthyr.
«Who made the mine owner?»
say the black bells of Rhondda.
And «Who killed the miner?»
say the grim bells of Blaina.
«Throw the vandals in court»,
say the bells of Newport.
«All will be well if, if, if»,
say the green bells of Cardiff.
«Why so worried, sisters, why?»
sang the silver bells of Wye.
And «What will you give me?»
say the sad bells of Rhymney.