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作曲 : Charles Wesley Godwin |
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I'm going down to Charleston |
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Through the shadow of the mountain this road winds |
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Through closed-up towns, forgotten dreams, and welcome signs |
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Fading far behind |
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Coal Country |
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I'm thankful for the sun to die |
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Didn't back down from a Federal fight |
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Where the lead lies still and the smoke still rises |
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On the Blair mountainside |
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Coal Country |
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It put a roof over my head |
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And the armor on the tanks in Normandy |
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The lights shone bright in the hands of its care |
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From the western skies to Washington, D.C |
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Now it lies broken, high, and cold |
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In its grave of Appalachian stone |
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Coal Country |
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Now we don't need tokens to a company store |
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That's what government stamps and codeine's for |
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We may have won a few battles but we lost the war |
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Now we're slaves and poor |
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Coal Country |
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It put a roof over my head |
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And the armor on the tanks in Normandy |
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The lights shone bright in the hands of its care |
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From the western skies to Washington, D.C |
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Now it lies broken, high, and cold |
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In its grave of Appalachian stone |
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Coal Country |
