not your fortunes in the dark dreary mines It will form as a habit and seep in your soul Till the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal Where
Now that our mountain is growing With people hungry for wealth How come it's you that's a going And I'm left all alone by myself? We used to hunt the
I remember the ways in the bygone days when we was all in our prime When us and John L. we give the old man hell down in the Blue Diamond Mine Well the
' on down that coal town road Listen to my rubber tires whine Goodbye to buckeye and white sycamore I'm leavin' you behind Oh, I've been a coal miner
'll fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinkin' And you spend your life just thinkin' of how to get away No one ever knew there was coal
as coal Of all the colors I ever did see Red and black are the ones I dread For when a man spills blood on the coal They carry him down from the coal
