Ye brave bold men of cotia,
The time is drawing near
Ye'll have tae change your language, lads,
Ye'll have tae change your beer
But leave your picks behind ye,
Ye'll no need them again
An off ye go tae nottingham
Join roben's merry men
Ye brave bold lads of cotia
The time is drawing thus
Ye'll have tae change your banner, lads,
And join the exodus
But leave your cares behind ye
Your future has been planned
And off ye go tae nottingham
Tae roben's promised land
Ye brave bold men of cotia
Tae you i bid farewell
An somebody will someday
The cotia story tell
But leave your cares behind ye
The death knell has been tolled
Cotia was the colliery
Her men were true and bold