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.