Album Name : The Anthracite Shuffle
Release Date : 2000-07-12
Song Duration : 3:48
Tom Flannery Always Out Of Sight
My beer pail is filled up to the brim to cool off a
miners thirstand that dusty road that leads down down
down
welcomes a coal man first
Daylight hours don't hold much for me
was raised beneath a nighttime sky
all I need is the lamp on my head
to look a man in the eye
Bitterness can fill the lungs with dust like in the
chambers that we call home
and miners justice will bury the man
who tries to tag my coal as his own
Yet when they call us out we'll walk the line
and link arms whatever our names
cause red on black is a sickening sight
Irish Welsh and Slavs the same
Through a lifetime filled with endless toil my Daddy took
care of his own
On that dusty road he went down down down
To that midnight world that he called home
But the diamonds in a rich man's eyes
Blind him to the miner's fate
That dusty hole took his breath away
It put my old man in his grave
