The mist on the mountains The rivers running free The big men walking
Home from the mine The coal dust clinging to them as they
Slowly Climb the hill, If I could the Rhondda one more time.
If I could See the Rhondda once again
And walk where I used to run as a child,
The dust from that coal made it's mark upon my
Soul, I'd love to see the Rhondda one more time.
500 voices singing in the Chapel on
The hill, The day that my old grandpa
Passed away, But I didn't cry,
On the day that he died' Cause I know where my grandpa went that day,
He's walking down to Tylorstown in the Rhondda of his dreams He's
Standing on a hill above the mine
The choir fills the air as he's proudly
Standing there, He's singing in the Rhondda one more time.
He's singing
In the Rhondda once again, He walks where he used to run as a child
The dust from that coal made it's mark upon his
Soul He's gone to see the Rhondda one more time.