TODAY! ... Jim Gleason's Little People - Part 2 - And World Premier of Eric Brace & Peter Cooper's new album

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"In the Bottom of the Leadville Mine"
In the bottom of the Leadville Mine
Where the fickle sun refused to shine
I was once beguiled by Oscar Wilde
And the cream of the Leadville line
 Just me and Oscar in the earthen bowels
With fifty seven miners all boiled as owls 
The rats never heard such colorful vowels
In the bottom of the Leadville Mine
They'd laid a supper on the groaning boards
A feast more fitting for the mongrel hordes
The first course was whisky, the second whisky, too
The main entrée was "whisky a la roux"
We finished with a chorus of "Auld Lang Syne"
A toast to the host with a local wine
It tasted more like turpentine
In the bottom of the Leadville Mine
In the bottom of the Leadville Mine

I rose to recite a passage from "Lear"
The miners' reaction was really rather queer
They shot off my hat, and dipped me in a vat
Of buffalo fat and brine
Of course I resented being so abused
Oscar, on the other hand, seemed quite amused
He said, with disdain, "Let's dunk him once again!
In the bottom of the Leadville Mine
In the bottom of the Leadville Mine"

The sewers of Paris and the gutters of Spain
The stockyards of Chicago in a summer's rain
None can compare with the rarefied air
In the bottom of the Leadville Mine
Though the miners appreciated Oscar's wit
They doubted his capacity for taking shit
But Oscar, he was able
He drank 'em all under the table
In the bottom of the Leadville Mine
In the bottom of the Leadville Mine

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