Coalminer

Coal mine and moonshine Hills of Tennessee With a dirty old cob Hillbilly sanctuary With a dirty old cob In the cab of a truck In the heart of the woods Hit her if she wakes up Hit her if she cries out With the butt of your gun You better cover your ass man You better put on the gloves Hey Coal mine and moonshine You could die from the dust You could die from the rye You're sure to die when you're young But now it's time to have fun And turn the stalks into fodder She looks a little like Loretta Just like a coalminer's daughter Coal mine and moonshine Hills of Tennessee Good ol' boys gettin' drunk Hillbilly sanctuary Hey