Тональность
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Here in Harlan County, the choices are Few
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To keep food on the table and the babies in shoes
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You can grow marijuana way back in the pines
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Or work for the man down in the mine
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You never forget your first day in the hole
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There's a pit in your stomach and your mouth's full of coal
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There's no turning back once you make up your mind
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As the cart rattles on down in the mine
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Way down in the mine, your tears turn to mud
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And you can't catch your breath for the dust in your lungs
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Loading hillbilly gold where the sun never shines
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Twelve hours a day, diggin' your grave
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Way down in the mine
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Well the old timers talk but you just don't believe
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It can all Go to hell at two thousand feet
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Life sways in the balance of nature and time
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And fate has no mercy down in the mine
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The news spreads like fire and burned through those hills
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Hopes were held high but five men got killed
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On the wings of canaries, your soul surely flies
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While your bones spend eternity down in the mine
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Way down in the mine, your tears turn to mud
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And you can't catch your breath for the dust in your lungs
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Loading hillbilly gold where the sun never shines
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Twelve hours a day, diggin' your grave
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Way down in the mine
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So take a flask from your crib can can and a pull of moonshine
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And say a prayer for them boys down in the mine
