Song Description

A coal miner's lament about his life as a coal miner.

Lyrics

Born and raised in a minin' town

Where most folks thought that up was down

We all lived and gave our soul

Did it all for ol' king coal


Daddy rose at the crack of dawn

When I could I'd tag along

Capin' said what a fine young man

Put a pick in that boy's hand


I feel the dust upon my tongue

Feel the pain down in my lungs

The time to leave has come an' gone

There's nothin' left but to carry on


Way down here in this ol' coal mine

Where the sun it dare not shine

I sweat an' toil till day is done

But I'll be back when mornin' comes