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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slaid Cleaves
Vocals
Gurf Morlix
Acoustic Guitar
Charles Arthur
Steel Guitar
Ivan Brown
Upright Bass
Mark Cousins
Drums
Karen Poston
Background Vocals
Paul Sweeney
Mandolin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karen Poston
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gurf Morlix
Producer
Jim Wilson
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Lydie lit a cigarette today,
Ancient fumbling fingers in her way
From a forty year old coffee cup she sipped a bit of gin,
Closed her eyes and let the memories in.
She lives in the old place all alone,
Keeps in touch with neighbours by the phone,
Grows herbs on the graves of her firstborn and his father,
And the coal trucks never bother her.
Oh Lydie, let him go. the boy is gone,
Her mother struggled as she tore him from her arms,
Oh Lydia, your tears are heaven's rain,
But she never was the same.
A cotton dress and satin shoes,
Indian summer sun, dressed in amber hues,
Spending time with a coal miner's son,
To an old time fiddle tune,
The months went by just like a breeze that year,
They wed in June, and by the fall the boy was here,,
Word come down from big stone, there's a fire in the mine,
And eleven men they couldn't find.
Oh Lydie, let him go. the boy is gone,
Her mother struggled as she tore him from her arms,
Oh Lydia, your tears are heaven's rain,
But she never was the same.
She watched them pull him from the hole,
The overalls he wore were blackened by the smoke,
Lydie twice had had this dream and twice it had come true.
And when she saw his father's boots she knew.
Oh Lydie, let him go. the boy is gone,
Her mother struggled as she tore him from her arms,
Oh Lydia, your tears are heaven's rain,
But she never was the same.
Lydie lit a cigarette today,
Ancient fumbling fingers in her way
From a forty year old coffee cup she sipped a bit of gin,
Closed her eyes and let the memories in.
Writer(s): Karen Poston
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