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Daddy wasn't the first, but he might be the last
In a long line of men, covered in black soot and ash
Ain't much work around here since they closed down the mines
We're either working in the prisons or we're logging them pines
We're just taking what we're given, scraping out a living
Getting by is all we've ever known
Our whole world stopped turning when them headlamps quit burning
Now we're picking up the peices off
the ground, in what's left of a coal town
No one had a choice when the jobs up and left
It was a man in a suit, who thought he knew best
But he never saw what it was before or what it's now become
And there ain't no turning back, cause what's done is done
We're just taking what we're given, scraping out a living
Getting by is all we've ever known
Our whole world stopped turning when them headlamps quit burning
Now we're picking up the peices off
the ground, in what's left of a coal town
In what's left of a coal town
We're just taking what we're given, scraping out a living
Getting by is all we've ever known
Our whole world stopped turning when them headlamps quit burning
Now we're picking up the peices off the ground
Now we're picking up the peices of the ground
In what's left of a coal town
In what's left of a coal town
And well daddy wasn't the first, but he might be the last
