Kentucky Mine

His eyes are greener than the meadows
 His hair is greyer than a ghost
 His lungs are blacker than the shadows
 That dance in a circles down below.
 You see them every Monday morning
 Electric halos light their way
 Five days of widows mourning
 But Friday rolls the stone away.
 Chorus:
 Kentucky mine, doing time
 Never see the light of day
 Kentucky mine, stand in line
 Just to dig your own grave.
 From coal dust they make a living
 To coal dust they will return
 The earth is good but unforgiving
 And someone's got to keep the fire burnin'.
 Daddy says, "Listen to me,
 Do not follow where my footsteps lead."
 Chorus:
 Kentucky mine, doing time
 Never see the light of day
 Kentucky mine, stand in line
 Just to dig your own grave.
 --- Instrumental ---
 And everything he said was true
 But what's a Kentucky boy like me to do?
 What to do?
 Chorus:
 Kentucky mine, doing time
 Never see the light of day
 Kentucky mine, stand in line
 Just to dig your own grave.
 Kentucky mine.
 Kentucky mine...