I went the doctor, couldn’t hardly get my breath
Went to the doctor, couldn’t hardly get my breath
The doctor said you got something that well could mean your death
With this pneumoconiosis, the black lung blues, Pneumoconiosis
pneumoconiosis, the black lung blues
If you got one , you got the other, any way you lose.
I’ve always been a miner, breathed coal dust all my life
I’ve always been a miner, breathed coal dust all my life
Too old to learn a new trade, what can I tell my wife.
I’ll tell nobody nothing, I’ll just keep working on
I’ll tell nobody nothing, I’ll just keep working on
The kids need all their schooling before I’m dead and gone.
When I get to Heaven, St. Peter’s going to cry
When I get to Heaven, St. Peter’s going to cry
When I tell him the reason this poor boy had to die.
With this pneumoconiosis, the black lung blues
pneumoconiosis, the black lung blues
I’ll lay down my pick and shovel, lose these black lung blues
Went to the doctor, couldn’t hardly get my breath
The doctor said you got something that well could mean your death
With this pneumoconiosis, the black lung blues, Pneumoconiosis
pneumoconiosis, the black lung blues
If you got one , you got the other, any way you lose.
I’ve always been a miner, breathed coal dust all my life
I’ve always been a miner, breathed coal dust all my life
Too old to learn a new trade, what can I tell my wife.
I’ll tell nobody nothing, I’ll just keep working on
I’ll tell nobody nothing, I’ll just keep working on
The kids need all their schooling before I’m dead and gone.
When I get to Heaven, St. Peter’s going to cry
When I get to Heaven, St. Peter’s going to cry
When I tell him the reason this poor boy had to die.
With this pneumoconiosis, the black lung blues
pneumoconiosis, the black lung blues
I’ll lay down my pick and shovel, lose these black lung blues
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