Miner's Child (Instrumental Version)

Got a whisper on his leaving to his kids and wife goodbye I love you and I'll miss you hugs and kisses please don't cry He got a prayer every morning before getting beneath the ground Please lead and make it safe and get me back home again I was born from a dusty town and I'm a miner's child I was raised with a simple life and we're taught to be polite We go to Church on Sundays, sing choir, sing hallelujah We read the Gospel, We say the grace, and we worship with mountain praise Got to swim on the river, catch tadpoles and dragonflies We climb the pine on the hill and watch the running timberline We got a prayer every evening as we gather at dinner time Thank you for the food we take, the blessings in every way I was born from a dusty town and I'm a miner's child I was raised with a simple life and we're taught to be polite We go to Church on Sundays, sing choir, sing hallelujah We read the Gospel, We say the grace, and we worship with mountain praise I haven't seen you for years, got to visit where I used to be I was met by my daddy still strong on his seventies He had a prayer in the morning before we have a cup of tea "Thank You, Lord, for he's fine and for leading my boy back to me" I was born from a dusty town and I'm a miner's child I was raised with a simple life and we're taught to be polite We go to Church on Sundays, sing choir, sing hallelujah We read the Gospel, We say the grace, and we worship with mountain praise We go to Church on Sundays, sing choir, sing hallelujah We read the Gospel, We say the grace, and we worship with mountain praise