Deep in the mines where the ale flows free
Our tankards raised, let the revelry be
Dwarven drinking songs and cheers all round
For we're the finest miners in the underground

Our work is rough, but our spirits high
For we're the ore extractors 'til we die
With pick-axes and hammers at our side
We'll drink to our health and mining pride

The sweat on our brows, a badge of honor
As we celebrate our toil, our highness we garner
The caverns ring with the dwarven sound
As we sing and toast our stouts all 'round

So raise your tankards and sing along
To the mining life, our drinking song
For deep in the mines where the ale flows free
We'll raise our voices in grand jubilee.