The L&N Don't Stop Here Anymore

When I was a curly headed baby
 My daddy sat me down on his knee
 He said, "son, go to school and get your letters,
 Don't you be a dusty coal miner, boy, like me."
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 I was born and raised at the mouth of hazard hollow
 The coal cars rolled and rumbled past my door
 But now they stand in a rusty row all empty
 Because the l & n don't stop here anymore
 I used to think my daddy was a black man
 With script enough to buy the company store
 But now he goes to town with empty pockets
 And his face is white as a February snow
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 I never thought I'd learn to love the coal dust
 I never thought I'd pray to hear that whistle roar
 Oh, god, I wish the grass would turn to money
 And those green backs would fill my pockets once more
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 Last night I dreamed I went down to the office
 To get my pay like a had done before
 But them ol' kudzu vines were coverin' the door
 And there were leaves and grass growin' right up through the floor
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