Peggy Seeger - Girl of Constant Sorrow lyrics
[Peggy Seeger - Girl of Constant Sorrow lyrics]
I've seen trouble all my days
The place where I was born and raised
My mother, how I hated to leave her
Mother dear, now she is dead
But, I had to go and leave her
So my children could have bread
Perhaps, dear friends, you're a wondering
What the miners eat and wear
This question I will try to answer
For I think that it is fair
For breakfast we have bulldog gravy
For dinner we have beans and bread
For the miners don't have any supper
Just a tick of straw that we call a bed
For our clothes be always ragged
And our feet be always bare
And I'm sure if there's a heaven
That the miners will be there
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