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Dyin' To Make A Livin'
Daydreams fade on the hoot-owl shift...when you work down in the mines.
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written by A.K. Mullins, performed by W.V. Hill
2003 Big Belly Records
Black Lung & White Lightnin'
Wed Sep 17, 2003
Country : Alternative Country
2003 Big Belly Records
Black Lung & White Lightnin'
Wed Sep 17, 2003
Country : Alternative Country
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» highest in charts: # 253 (46,756 songs currently listed in Country)
» highest in sub-genre: # 55 (6,341 songs currently listed in Country > Alternative Country)
» highest in sub-genre: # 55 (6,341 songs currently listed in Country > Alternative Country)
About the song
Trials and tribulatons of a coal miner.
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HE DON`T LIKE BREATHIN` THAT WAY
BUT HE`S LUCKY THAT HE`S BREATHIN` AT ALL
THIRTY-FIVE YEARS IN A METHANE CAVE
MAKE YOUR LUNGS ALL BLACK AND RAW
HE`S GOTTA PINCH BETWEEN HIS CHEEK AND GUM
AND ANOTHER ONE IN HIS NECK
HE`S A`ROCKIN BACK & FORTH IN THE SHUTTLE CAR
AND A`ROLLIN` TOWARDS A NERVOUS WRECK
(C):
way down in the hole where he earns his pay
it`s dark and unforgivin`
he`s a`diggin` for coal, he`s a`diggin his grave
he`s a`dyin` to make a livin`
HE DON`T LIKE WALKIN` THAT WAY
BUT HE`S LUCKY THAT HE`S WALKIN` AT ALL
THE DOCTOR SAYS HE`S FIVE FOOT EIGHT
BUT HE USED`TA BE SIX FOOT TALL
HE`S GOTTA BONE FROM HIS HIP IN HIS LOWER BACK
AND SCREWS IN BOTH HIS LEGS
HE HATES MISSIN` WORK CAUSE HE NEEDS THE CASH
SO HE LOVES HIS PERCOCETS
repeat (C)
HE DON`T LIKE LIVIN` THAT WAY
BUT HE`S LUCKY THAT HE`S LIVIN` AT ALL
THIRTY-FIVE YEARS AS A CLINCHFIELD SLAVE
PRAYIN` THAT THE ROOF DON`T FALL
HE`S GOT 2 HEAVY EYES AND 3 SLIPPED DISCS
CAN`T SLEEP WITH A METAL SPINE
DAYDREAMS FADE ON THE HOOT OWL SHIFT
WHEN YOU WORK DOWN IN THE MINES
repeat (C)
HE DON`T LIKE BREATHIN` THAT WAY
BUT HE`S LUCKY THAT HE`S BREATHIN` AT ALL
THIRTY-FIVE YEARS IN A METHANE CAVE
MAKE YOUR LUNGS ALL BLACK AND RAW
HE`S GOTTA PINCH BETWEEN HIS CHEEK AND GUM
AND ANOTHER ONE IN HIS NECK
HE`S A`ROCKIN BACK & FORTH IN THE SHUTTLE CAR
AND A`ROLLIN` TOWARDS A NERVOUS WRECK
(C):
way down in the hole where he earns his pay
it`s dark and unforgivin`
he`s a`diggin` for coal, he`s a`diggin his grave
he`s a`dyin` to make a livin`
HE DON`T LIKE WALKIN` THAT WAY
BUT HE`S LUCKY THAT HE`S WALKIN` AT ALL
THE DOCTOR SAYS HE`S FIVE FOOT EIGHT
BUT HE USED`TA BE SIX FOOT TALL
HE`S GOTTA BONE FROM HIS HIP IN HIS LOWER BACK
AND SCREWS IN BOTH HIS LEGS
HE HATES MISSIN` WORK CAUSE HE NEEDS THE CASH
SO HE LOVES HIS PERCOCETS
repeat (C)
HE DON`T LIKE LIVIN` THAT WAY
BUT HE`S LUCKY THAT HE`S LIVIN` AT ALL
THIRTY-FIVE YEARS AS A CLINCHFIELD SLAVE
PRAYIN` THAT THE ROOF DON`T FALL
HE`S GOT 2 HEAVY EYES AND 3 SLIPPED DISCS
CAN`T SLEEP WITH A METAL SPINE
DAYDREAMS FADE ON THE HOOT OWL SHIFT
WHEN YOU WORK DOWN IN THE MINES
repeat (C)
