There's A Hole In This Town
Ballad of a Coal mining family
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The Hole - © 2000 Zan Cantwell
My name is Avril Carter and I work "Old Number 4"
Like my daddy done before me and his dad done before
I been leaning' on a hammer at the bottom of this shaft since 1952
When you're a grown man In Morgan County there aint much else that you can do
I'm the youngest of seven children, mama died while giving me birth
I know it'd break her heart in two to see me sweating' down here in this dirt
Black Lung took my daddy in the winter of 55, but I cant help feeling he's the lucky one, cause living aint living when you got no life
There's a Hole in this Town...that swallows everything around
It takes the hearts from the living and the souls of them passed on
Pound by Pound, Ton by Ton...Brother by Brother, Son by Son
Aint never seen nothing' good come out of that Hole in this Town
Henry Fosters' little girl Lara had eyes that sparkled like anthracite
She carried a bouquet of Primrose, In "56" I made Lara my wife
We got us two little babies they're grown now and doing just fine
But I can still hear Lara softly sobbing some nights as she stares out at at that old mine
It's hard to put aside much of anything when you're livin' on company time
But I found me an old cigar-box and from each dollar I'd slip in one dime
I'm a God fearing man, but let me be damned I've said it a thousand times before
I swear if it takes my last breath my sons will never see the bottom of Old Number 4
They closed up the mine in August, just after the market fell
I'm outta work now but I ain't sorry they boarded up that sulphurous hell
My oldest boy went and joined the army he sent us a nice picture of him in his uniform
The other we put on a Greyhound bus with that cigar-box tucked up under his arm
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