Old Sea Miner - Beachwood Sparks

In my garden one grim winter’s day

When a strange sound filled my ears

He’s back from out at sea again

Here’s something new

To beat the city blues

Old sea miner in your diving bell

Won’t you wake us from this winter spell

The treasury found on the ocean floor

Bring it all back home

We’re waiting on the shore

Old sea miner in your diving bell

Won’t you wake us from this winter spell