Letras
Traveling down that coal town road
Listen to my rubber tires whine
Goodbye to Buckeye and White Sycamore
I'm leaving you behind
Oh, I've been a coal miner all my life
Laying down crack in the hole
Got a back like an ironwood bent by the wind
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 the blue mark left by the coal
A little more and lightning dead"
Oh, I love the rumble and I love the dark
I love the cool of the slate
But it's going down that new road looking for a job
That looking and traveling I hate
I stood for the union, I walked in the line
I fought against the company
I stood for the UMWA
Now who's gonna stand for me?
'Cause I got no job and I got no pay
Just got a worried soul
And that 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
Won't have to worry on losing my job
To hard times or big machines
'Cause I got no job and I got no pay
Just got a worried soul
And that blue tattoo on the side of my head
Left by the number nine coal
Left by the number nine coal