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
I sweat an' toil till day is done
But I'll be back when mornin' comes
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
I sweat an' toil till day is done
But I'll be back when mornin' comes
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