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They should have known that trouble was brewing |
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They should have seen what the old men knew |
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They should have shut us down |
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When the hail fell to the ground |
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From a cloudy sky of baby blue |
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Three o'clock on a cold, cold morning |
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The big bell wailed as if on cue |
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A woman's scream was heard |
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And the news came afterwards |
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\"It's a blow out down in Number Two!\" |
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Down in Jericho Kentucky |
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The mines have all caved in |
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Down in Jericho |
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Broken hearts don't mend |
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Tear stained eyes of kin |
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Never ever seen what the future might have been |
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The hat lamps burned with a flame like lightning |
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The coal dust blanketed the morning dew |
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The young ones looked for kin |
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And the blind man, he looks grim |
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'Cause he sees there's nothing that he can do |
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They pumped up the mud and they chunked out water |
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They scratched the earth till it turned to sand |
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And a half mile down below |
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It's a lost cause the miners know |
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Meet your maker, boys, the time's at hand |
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Down in Jericho, Kentucky |
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The mines have all caved in |
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Down in Jericho |
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Broken hearts don't mend |
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Tears stained eyes of kin |
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Never ever seen |
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What their future might have been |
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The fire boss's hands are clean as a whistle |
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The fat cat knows he's a company man |
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But he should have bowed down his head |
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When they hauled out all the dead |
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But it's business, boys, start 'em up again |
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Down in Jericho, Kentucky |
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The mines have all caved in |
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Down in Jericho. |
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Broken hearts don't mend |
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Tears stained eyes of kin |
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Never ever seen |
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What their future might have been |
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Broken hearts don't mend |
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Tears stained eyes of kin |
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Never ever seen |
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What their future might have been |