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WELL THE NIGHT IS THICK AS SILENCE |
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YOU CAN'T CUT IT WITH A KNIFE |
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A MAN LIES IN THE HOSPITAL |
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DRAININ' OUT HIS LIFE |
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THE TRUCKS ARE ON THE BACK ROAD |
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IN THE DARK THEIR HEADLIGHTS SHINE |
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'CAUSE THERE'S ONE MAN DEAD |
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ON THAT HARLAN COUNTY LINE |
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OH ANGER, LIKE POISON |
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IS EATIN' AT YOUR SOUL |
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YOUR THOUGHTS ARE LOUD AS GUNFIRE |
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YOUR FACE IS HARD AS COAL |
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BITTERNESS LIKE BUCKSHOT |
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EXPLODES INSIDE YOUR MIND |
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AND THERE'S ONE MAN DEAD |
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ON THAT HARLAN COUNTY LINE |
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OH A MINER'S LIFE IS FRAGILE |
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IT CAN SHATTER JUST LIKE ICE |
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BUT THOSE WHO BEAR THE STRUGGLE |
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HAVE ALWAYS PAID THE PRICE |
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THERE'S BLOOD UPON THE CONTRACT |
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LIKE VINEGAR IN WINE |
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AND THERE'S ONE MAN DEAD |
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ON THAT HARLAN COUNTY LINE |
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FROM THE RIVER BRIDGE AT HIGHSPLINT |
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TO THE BROOKSIDE RAILROAD TRACK |
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YOU CAN FEEL A LONG STRENGTH BUILDING |
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THAT CAN NEVER BE TURNED BACK |
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THE DEAD GO FORWARD WITH US |
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NOT ONE IS LEFT BEHIND |
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'CAUSE THERE'S ONE MAN DEAD |
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ON THAT HARLAN COUNTY LINE |
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WELL THE NIGHT IS COLD AS IRON |
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YOU CAN FEEL IT IN YOUR BONES |
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IT SETTLES LIKE A SHROUD UPON |
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THE GRAVE OF LAWRENCE JONES |
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THE GRAVEYARD SHIFT IS WALKIN' |
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FROM THE BATHHOUSE INTO THE MINE |
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AND THERE'S ONE MAN DEAD |
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ON THAT HARLAN COUNTY LINE |
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ONE MAN DEAD |
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ON THAT HARLAN COUNTY LINE |
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ONE MINER DEAD ON THAT HARLAN COUNTY LINE |
