I work on the mountain Deep down in a hole Like my old man before me And his old man before A lamp in my hand And an ache in my bones The weight of this mountain is killing me slow It’s killing me slow
I left behind my family My sons and my wife To climb up this mountain And give up my life Walked away from home for the money and coal This mountain kills dreams And it crushes the soul It crushes the soul
I work on the mountain Deep down in a hole Like my old man before me And his old man before And as I lay broken Deep under the ground Pray that my sons will not follow me down They’ll not follow me downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.