Kentucky Coal Miner's Prayer Lyrics
| Song | Kentucky Coal Miner's Prayer |
| Artist | Aaron Watson |
| Album | Shutupanddance |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Watson | |
| Deep in the mountain of | |
| Harlan County | |
| Employed by the | |
| Cumberland coal company | |
| The pay is short, the days are long | |
| But our labor union laws are coming on strong | |
| So I drink this whiskey for my throat | |
| Wear my hard hat and weathered coat | |
| Early every morning | |
| I stand in line | |
| Waiting to work these | |
| Kentucky coal mines | |
| We enter the shaft around five thirty | |
| With two dozen hands, cold, callused and dirty | |
| We’ll dig through a million tons of rock and clay | |
| And we’ll still be digging at the end of the day | |
| Down on our knees we confess our sins | |
| And pray that the roof above don’t cave in | |
| So bless our hearts and save or souls | |
| And the air we breathe down in the devil’s hole | |
| Just last week when the the ceiling fell | |
| The explosion trapped us in the depths of hell | |
| The weight of the earth took poor | |
| Tucker’s life | |
| Leaving behind a hungry baby and wife | |
| We dug out with our shovels and picks | |
| But soon enough the black lung disease will make us sick | |
| So bless our hearts and save or souls | |
| And the air we breathe down in the devil’s hole | |
| I work deep in the mountains of eastern | |
| Kentucky I know if | |
| I leave Harlan alive | |
| I’ll be more than lucky | |
| Wish I could go to | |
| Texas and plant some cottonseed | |
| But moving takes money and | |
| I’ve got three mouths to feed | |
| So I drink this whiskey for my throat | |
| Wear my hard hat and weathered coat | |
| Early every morning | |
| I stand in line | |
| Waiting to work another | |
| Kentucky coal mine |
| zuo qu : Watson | |
| Deep in the mountain of | |
| Harlan County | |
| Employed by the | |
| Cumberland coal company | |
| The pay is short, the days are long | |
| But our labor union laws are coming on strong | |
| So I drink this whiskey for my throat | |
| Wear my hard hat and weathered coat | |
| Early every morning | |
| I stand in line | |
| Waiting to work these | |
| Kentucky coal mines | |
| We enter the shaft around five thirty | |
| With two dozen hands, cold, callused and dirty | |
| We' ll dig through a million tons of rock and clay | |
| And we' ll still be digging at the end of the day | |
| Down on our knees we confess our sins | |
| And pray that the roof above don' t cave in | |
| So bless our hearts and save or souls | |
| And the air we breathe down in the devil' s hole | |
| Just last week when the the ceiling fell | |
| The explosion trapped us in the depths of hell | |
| The weight of the earth took poor | |
| Tucker' s life | |
| Leaving behind a hungry baby and wife | |
| We dug out with our shovels and picks | |
| But soon enough the black lung disease will make us sick | |
| So bless our hearts and save or souls | |
| And the air we breathe down in the devil' s hole | |
| I work deep in the mountains of eastern | |
| Kentucky I know if | |
| I leave Harlan alive | |
| I' ll be more than lucky | |
| Wish I could go to | |
| Texas and plant some cottonseed | |
| But moving takes money and | |
| I' ve got three mouths to feed | |
| So I drink this whiskey for my throat | |
| Wear my hard hat and weathered coat | |
| Early every morning | |
| I stand in line | |
| Waiting to work another | |
| Kentucky coal mine |
| zuò qǔ : Watson | |
| Deep in the mountain of | |
| Harlan County | |
| Employed by the | |
| Cumberland coal company | |
| The pay is short, the days are long | |
| But our labor union laws are coming on strong | |
| So I drink this whiskey for my throat | |
| Wear my hard hat and weathered coat | |
| Early every morning | |
| I stand in line | |
| Waiting to work these | |
| Kentucky coal mines | |
| We enter the shaft around five thirty | |
| With two dozen hands, cold, callused and dirty | |
| We' ll dig through a million tons of rock and clay | |
| And we' ll still be digging at the end of the day | |
| Down on our knees we confess our sins | |
| And pray that the roof above don' t cave in | |
| So bless our hearts and save or souls | |
| And the air we breathe down in the devil' s hole | |
| Just last week when the the ceiling fell | |
| The explosion trapped us in the depths of hell | |
| The weight of the earth took poor | |
| Tucker' s life | |
| Leaving behind a hungry baby and wife | |
| We dug out with our shovels and picks | |
| But soon enough the black lung disease will make us sick | |
| So bless our hearts and save or souls | |
| And the air we breathe down in the devil' s hole | |
| I work deep in the mountains of eastern | |
| Kentucky I know if | |
| I leave Harlan alive | |
| I' ll be more than lucky | |
| Wish I could go to | |
| Texas and plant some cottonseed | |
| But moving takes money and | |
| I' ve got three mouths to feed | |
| So I drink this whiskey for my throat | |
| Wear my hard hat and weathered coat | |
| Early every morning | |
| I stand in line | |
| Waiting to work another | |
| Kentucky coal mine |
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