Johnathan East Fayetteville Coalmine
Growin’ up in Fayetteville sure ain’t no place for a
child
The men work at the coalmine and the women never smile
Well ain’t nobody rich here they’re just barely
scrapin’ by
Few folks ever leave this place and most don’t even try
Daddy was a miner, he worked 60 hours a week
Took him 30 years of bustin’ rock to finally make ends
meet
But he died last December with two lungs full of coal
Left behind a lovin’ wife and bills that he still owed.
(Chorus)
They say that Fayetteville coalmine will only bring you
pain
Make a woman cry all night and a man do crazy things
I’ve lived ‘round here long enough and now it’s plain
to see
That Fayetteville coalmine is gonna’ be the death of
me.
I played high school football; I thought it was my way
out
Two months straight my senior year, I was all they
talked about
‘Til the playoff game, on the 12th yard line, Wildcats
were down by three
That number 10 just slipped right in and tore out my
left knee.
Bought a house just down the road in a decent
neighborhood
Got hired on at the coalmine, like I swore I never
would
I married me a local gal and we get along alright
But there’s still one thing that keeps me up, most
every night.
(Repeat Chorus)
That old mine is like a thorn there in my side
I can’t leave it, though I sure have tried
It’s a cold, dark and empty hell
Some say it’s a part of me, but I can’t really tell.
(Repeat Chorus)
