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Travelin’ down that coaltown road,
Listen to my rubber tires whine;
Goodbye to buckeye and white sycamore,
I’m leavin’ you behind.
I’ve been a coal miner all my life
Layin’ down track in the hole,
Got a back like an ironwood bent by the wind
Blood veins as black as the coal.
Somebody said that’s a strange tattoo
You have on the side of your head.
I said that’s a mark of number nine coal
A little more and I’d be dead
But I love the rumble and I love the dark
I love the cool of the slate.
But it’s travelin’ down this new road lookin’ for a job
It’s the travelin’ and lookin’ I hate.
I’ve stood for the union, I walked in the line,
I fought against the company;
I stood for the u. m. w. of a.
Now who’s gonna stand for me?
Cause I got no job, I got no pay,
I just got a worried soul;
And this blue tattoo on the side of my head
Left by the number nine coal.
Someday when I’m dead and gone
To heaven, the land of my dreams,
I won’t have to worry on losin’ my job
To bad times ’n big machines.
But I got no job and I got no pay,
I just got a worried soul;
And this blue tattoo on the side of my head
Left by that number nine coal,
Left by that number nine coal. |
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