Capo 2 G C G Here in Harlan County, the choices are Few G Em D C To keep food on the table and the babies in shoes G C G You can grow marijuana way back in the pines G Em D C Or work for the man down in the mine G C G You never forget your first day in the hole G Em D C There's a pit in your stomach and your mouth's full of coal G C G There's no turning back once you make up your mind G Em D C As the cart rattles on down in the mine Chorus: C D Em Way down in the mine, your tears turn to mud C G And you can't catch your breath for the dust in your lungs D Em C Loading hillbilly gold where the sun never shines C G C G Twelve hours a day, diggin' your grave D G Way down in the mine G C G Well the old timers talk but you just don't believe G Em D C It can all go to hell at two thousand feet G C G Life sways in the balance of nature and time G Em D C And fate has no mercy down in the mine G C G The news spreads like fire and burned through those hills G Em D C Hopes were held high but five men got killed G C G On the wings of canaries, your soul surely flies G Em D C While your bones spend eternity down in the mine Chorus: C D Em Way down in the mine, your tears turn to mud C G And you can't catch your breath for the dust in your lungs D Em C Loading hillbilly gold where the sun never shines C G C G Twelve hours a day, diggin' your grave D G Way down in the mine G C G So take a flask from your crib can can and a pull of moonshine G Em D C And say a prayer for them boys down in the mine ttwnsend 06-10
