Song Length |
4:26 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana, Folk - Country |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Moving, Tranquil |
Subject |
Mountains, Hills, Miner |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
The Coal Miners job
Is no longer down under
There's no evil intentions
with family's to feed
And the songs of the children
Are heard in the valleys
Singing about families
And the places they live
Down in the Valley
It's all peaceful and quiet
Theres no sign of the tragic
Sadness above
But up on the mountain
Theres nothing but flatness
Where once there were trees
Now theres nothing but mud
The Whippoorwill sings
As the sun's shinning softly
The winds telling stories
of places called home
Then the trees start to whisper
Of thunder and sadness
As they steadily take down
Our mountain top home
The city lights shinning
Way off in the darkness
As the coal trains keep feeding
Our unstoppable needs
And the answers lay hidden
In the dust and the rubble
The deep coal black lakes
Are the price of our greed