Harlan County Line Lyrics

	Another morning, another motel bed,
	another city waitin’ up ahead…
	Light another menthol, to clear my mind…
	Of those memories I pretend to forget,
	cause I always want to live with out regrets
	but… yeah…
	I still think of her from time to time
	Only she’s still livin’ across the Harlan County Line
	Now when we met we were both livin’ far from home
	tryin’ to get by and tired of being alone,
	for a moment I thought she was mine…
	Cause she had a voice I just wanted to believe…
	She said her mother was full blood Cherokee and her
	Daddy was a union man down in the mines…
	Fighting the good fight across the Harlan County Line…
	People can be Noble, and People can be Cruel
	they’ll make you President or they’ll make you a fool but,
	she always treated me nice and kind…
	Until that day she left me on my own said there
	was trouble she had to handle back home…
	Then she gave me a number and said call any time
	if I ever made it across the Harlan County Line…
	Now the years disappear out on the highway
	And I lost her number somewhere along the way
	So I’ll say a little prayer that she’s doing fine…
	Another morning, another motel bed,
	another city waitin’ up ahead…
	And another small memory to leave behind
	somewhere across the Harlan County Line…
	across the Harlan County Line…

	Another morning, another motel bed,
	another city waitin' up ahead
	Light another menthol, to clear my mind
	Of those memories I pretend to forget,
	cause I always want to live with out regrets
	but yeah
	I still think of her from time to time
	Only she' s still livin' across the Harlan County Line
	Now when we met we were both livin' far from home
	tryin' to get by and tired of being alone,
	for a moment I thought she was mine
	Cause she had a voice I just wanted to believe
	She said her mother was full blood Cherokee and her
	Daddy was a union man down in the mines
	Fighting the good fight across the Harlan County Line
	People can be Noble, and People can be Cruel
	they' ll make you President or they' ll make you a fool but,
	she always treated me nice and kind
	Until that day she left me on my own said there
	was trouble she had to handle back home
	Then she gave me a number and said call any time
	if I ever made it across the Harlan County Line
	Now the years disappear out on the highway
	And I lost her number somewhere along the way
	So I' ll say a little prayer that she' s doing fine
	Another morning, another motel bed,
	another city waitin' up ahead
	And another small memory to leave behind
	somewhere across the Harlan County Line
	across the Harlan County Line

	Another morning, another motel bed,
	another city waitin' up ahead
	Light another menthol, to clear my mind
	Of those memories I pretend to forget,
	cause I always want to live with out regrets
	but yeah
	I still think of her from time to time
	Only she' s still livin' across the Harlan County Line
	Now when we met we were both livin' far from home
	tryin' to get by and tired of being alone,
	for a moment I thought she was mine
	Cause she had a voice I just wanted to believe
	She said her mother was full blood Cherokee and her
	Daddy was a union man down in the mines
	Fighting the good fight across the Harlan County Line
	People can be Noble, and People can be Cruel
	they' ll make you President or they' ll make you a fool but,
	she always treated me nice and kind
	Until that day she left me on my own said there
	was trouble she had to handle back home
	Then she gave me a number and said call any time
	if I ever made it across the Harlan County Line
	Now the years disappear out on the highway
	And I lost her number somewhere along the way
	So I' ll say a little prayer that she' s doing fine
	Another morning, another motel bed,
	another city waitin' up ahead
	And another small memory to leave behind
	somewhere across the Harlan County Line
	across the Harlan County Line

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