Sally In the Garden

In the deep dark hills of Eastern Kentucky
 That's the place where I trace my bloodline
 And it's there I read on a hillside gravestone
 "You'll never leave Harlan alive"
 Oh, my granddad's dad crossed the Cumberland Mountains
 Where he took a pretty girl to be his bride
 Said, "Won't you walk with me out of the mouth of this holler
 Or we'll never leave Harlan alive?"
 Where the sun comes up about ten in the mornin'
 The sun goes down about three in the day
 And you'll fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinkin'
 And you spend your life just thinkin' of how to get away
 No one ever knew there was coal in them mountains
 Till a man from the northeast arrived
 But he never left Harlan alive
 Grandma sold out cheap and they moved out west of Pikeville
 To a farm where big Richland river winds
 Oh, I bet they danced them a jig and they laughed and sang a new song
 "Who said we'd never leave Harlan alive"
 But the times got hard and tobacco wasn't selling
 And old granddad knew what he'd do to survive
 So he went and dug Harlan coal, sent the money back to granny
 But he never left Harlan alive
 Where the sun comes up aboud ten in the mornin'
 The sun goes down about three in the day
 And you'll fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinkin'
 And you spend your life diggin' coal from the bottom of your grave