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Lawrence Jones

Si Kahn
Language: English



The air is thick as silence, you can cut it with a knife
A man lies in the hospital, drainin' out his life
The trucks are on the back roads, in the dark their headlights shine
There's one man dead on the Harlan County line

Anger like a poison is eatin' at your soul
Your thoughts are loud as gunfire, your face is hard as coal
Bitterness like buckshot explodes inside your mind
There's one man dead on the Harlan County line

A miner's life is fragile, it can shatter just like ice
But those who bear the struggle have always paid the price
There's blood upon the contract like vinegar in wine
And there's one man dead on the Harlan County line

From the river bridge at Highsplint to the Brookside railroad track
You can feel a long strength building that can never be turned back
The dead go forward with us, not one is left behind
There's one man dead on the Harlan County line

The night is cold as iron, you can feel it in your bones
It settles like a shroud upon the grave of Lawrence Jones
The graveyard shift is walkin' from the bath house to the mine
There's one man dead on the Harlan County line.


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