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作词 : Scott |
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In the deep dark hills of eastern Kentucky |
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That′s the place where I trace my bloodline |
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And it′s there I read on a hillside gravestone |
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You will never leave Harlan alive |
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Well, my granddad′s dad walked down katahrins Mountain |
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And he asked Tillie Helton to be his bride |
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He said, won′t you walk with me out of the mouth f this holler |
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Or we′ll never leave Harlan alive |
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Well the sun comes up about ten in the morning |
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And the sun goes down about three in the day |
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And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you′re drinking |
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And you spend your life just thinking of how to get away |
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No one ever knew there was coal in them mountains |
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Till a man from the Northeast arrived |
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Waving hundred dollar bills he said I′ll pay ya for your minerals |
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But he never left Harlan alive |
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Granny sold out cheap and they moved out west of Pineville |
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To a farm where big Richland River winds |
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I bet they danced them a jig, laughed and sang a new song |
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Who said we′d never leave Harlan alive |
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But the times got hard and tobacco wasn′t selling |
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And ole granddad knew what he′d do to survive |
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He went and dug for Harlan coal |
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And sent the money back to granny |
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But he never left Harlan alive |
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Well the sun comes up about ten in the morning |
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And the sun goes down about three in the day |
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And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you′re drinking |
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And you spend your life just thinkin′ of how to get away |
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And the sun comes up about ten in the morning |
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And the sun goes down about three in the day |
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And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you′re drinking |
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And you spend your life digging coal from the bottom of your grave |
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In the deep dark hills of eastern Kentucky |
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That′s the place where I trace my bloodline |
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And it′s there I read on a hillside gravestone |
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You will never leave Harlan alive |
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