Travelin' 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 man all my life Layin' down tracks in the hole, Got a back like an ironwood Bent by the wind Blood veins blue as the coal. Blood veins blue as the coal.
Somebody said "That's a strange tattoo You have on the side of your head." I said "That's a blue print, left by the coal Just a little more and I'd be dead" And I love the rumble and I love the dark I love the cool of the slate. But it's on down the new road lookin' for a job It's the travelin' and lookin' I hate.
I've stood for the union, walkin' the line, Fought against the company; Stood for the U. M. W. of A. Now who's gonna stand for me? I got no house and I got no pay, 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. I ain't gonna pay my money away For pensions and hospital plans. I'm gonna pick coal where the blue heavens roll And sing with the angel bands.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
