Marty Stuart - The Coal Mine Blues lyrics
[Marty Stuart - The Coal Mine Blues lyrics]
Written by Marty Stuart
I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road
I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road
It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load
I swing that hammer and I
Draw a low straight line
I swing that hammer and I
Draw a low straight line
It's a 40 hour livin' for that gal of mine
Well the foreman asked me what
Would be my say
Oh the foreman asked me what might be my say
I said just a drink of water
And favor on the judgment day
I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road
I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road
It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load
Well, I roll a lucky dice
And draw a winning hand
I roll a lucky dice and draw a winning hand
But where my money goes, I don't understand
Well, the king of Memphis
Popping four bit shines
Well the king of Memphis
Popping four bit shines
I'm up here in Kentucky slave
To this old mine
Every time it thunders
I hear them sad ole taps
Oh every time it thunders
I hear them sad ole taps
And if this mountain shakes
It's gonna fall right in my lap
I'm tired of walkin' down that lonesome road
I'm tired of walkin down that lonesome road
It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load
I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road
I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road
It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load
I swing that hammer and I
Draw a low straight line
I swing that hammer and I
Draw a low straight line
It's a 40 hour livin' for that gal of mine
Well the foreman asked me what
Would be my say
Oh the foreman asked me what might be my say
I said just a drink of water
And favor on the judgment day
I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road
I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road
It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load
Well, I roll a lucky dice
And draw a winning hand
I roll a lucky dice and draw a winning hand
But where my money goes, I don't understand
Well, the king of Memphis
Popping four bit shines
Well the king of Memphis
Popping four bit shines
I'm up here in Kentucky slave
To this old mine
Every time it thunders
I hear them sad ole taps
Oh every time it thunders
I hear them sad ole taps
And if this mountain shakes
It's gonna fall right in my lap
I'm tired of walkin' down that lonesome road
I'm tired of walkin down that lonesome road
It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load