Mining Camp Blues
Trixie Smith
GENRE Once I had a daddy and he worked down in the coal
Once I had a daddy and he worked down in the coal
Diggin' and a-haulin', hauling that Birmingham coal
Many times I wondered when they took my daddy down
Many times I wondered when they took my daddy down
Will he come back to me? Will they leave him in the ground?
Something like a pitcher that they sent down in the well
Something like a pitcher that they sent down in the well
Wondering will they break it, Lordy, Lordy who can tеll?
It was late one evеning, I was standing at that mine
It was late one evening, I was standing at that mine
Coalman said my daddy had gone down for his last, last time
Daddy was a coalminer from his cap down to his shoes
He was a coalminer from his head down to his shoes
And I'm nearly dying with thess mining camp blues
Once I had a daddy and he worked down in the coal
Diggin' and a-haulin', hauling that Birmingham coal
Many times I wondered when they took my daddy down
Many times I wondered when they took my daddy down
Will he come back to me? Will they leave him in the ground?
Something like a pitcher that they sent down in the well
Something like a pitcher that they sent down in the well
Wondering will they break it, Lordy, Lordy who can tеll?
It was late one evеning, I was standing at that mine
It was late one evening, I was standing at that mine
Coalman said my daddy had gone down for his last, last time
Daddy was a coalminer from his cap down to his shoes
He was a coalminer from his head down to his shoes
And I'm nearly dying with thess mining camp blues
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