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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Lance Cowan
Voix principales
Scott Paschall
Chœurs
Billy Davis
Chœurs
Dan Dugmore
Guitare électrique
Pat Flynn
Guitare acoustique
Vinny Santoro
Batterie
Todd Smith
Piano
Jay Turner
Basse électrique
Chip Davis
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Lance Cowan
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jason Stelluto
Production
Scott Paschall
Production
Clark Hagan
Ingénierie
matt andrews
Ingénierie de mixage
Jim Loyd
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Billy Davis
Ingénieries complémentaires
Paroles
I was born here in these foothills
Of this old Kentucky town
Where the green trees touch the grey sky
Above a deep dark ground
Where the coal beats like a heart in this land
It's been a grave to so many of my friends
Like my daddy I followed
My granddad to those mines
It was the summer of my 19th year
When I saw my last days' light
It's been years since I tasted my first earth
I've forgotten what those early years were for
And I sing this song for Old King Coal
And the only way of living that I've known
For the years that were stripped from my life
I'm praying for the strength to say goodbye
To Old King Coal
I've grown thick skin
To all the young men
Coughing up the dust from their lungs
It feels like hard times
Ain't that hard to find
When you're selling out your life by the ton
Through the years I've weighed losses and gains
Sometimes it feels this whole world is caving in
And I sing this song for Old King Coal
And the only way of living that I've known
For the years that were stripped from my life
I'm praying for the strength to say goodbye
To Old King Coal
Written by: Lance Cowan