His eyes are greener than the meadowsHis hair is greyer than a ghostHis lungs are blacker than the shadowsThat dance in circles down below You see them every Monday morningElectric halos light their wayFive days of widows mourningBut Friday rolls the stone away Kentucky mine, doing timeNever see the light of dayKentucky mine, stand in lineJust to dig your own grave From coal dust they make a livingTo coal dust they will returnThe earth is good but unforgivingAnd someone's got to keep the fire burnin'Daddy says, "Listen to me,Do not follow where my footsteps lead" Kentucky mine, doing timeNever see the light of dayKentucky mine, stand in lineJust to dig your own grave And everything he said was trueBut what's a Kentucky boy like me to do? Kentucky mine, doing timeNever see the light of dayKentucky mine, stand in lineJust to dig your own grave
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