Verse
G F G
When I was a curly headed baby,
F G
my daddy sat me down upon his knee.
F G
He said, "Boy, you go to school and learn your letters,
D G
don't you be a dirty miner like me."
F G
I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow,
F G
coal cars rambled past my door,
F G
Now they're standing in an rusty row all empty,
D G
and the L & N don't stop here anymore.
verse 2
F G
Well, I used to think my daddy was a black man,
F G
with script enough to buy the company store.
F G
Now he goes downtown with his pockets empty,
D G
and his face is white as the February snow.
F G
I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow,
F G
coal cars rambled past my door,
F G
Now they're standing in an rusty row all empty,
D G
and the L & N don't stop here anymore.
Instrumental
( G F G G F G D G )
verse 3
G F G
Last night I dreamed I went down to the coal yard
F G
to draw my pay just like I’d done before.
F G
Them ol' kudzu vines were coming through the window,
D G
and the weeds and grass were growing through the floor.
F G
I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow,
F G
coal cars rambled past my door,
F G
Now they're standing in a rusty row all empty,
D G
and the L & N don't stop here anymore.
D G
And the L & N don't stop here anymore.