Tom: G
Introdução:
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G Em
My pappy said when I was seventeen
C G
You're six feet tall and you face is clean
G C G
And it don't look right for a boy that old
G Em
To not make a livin' loading coal
Em G
Loading coal loading coal
G C G
I'm a double-first cousin to a dad-blamed mole
G C G
Never get rich for to save my soul
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And forty-eleven years of loading coal loading coal
G Em
Ain't never got aquainted with a dollor bill
C G
And I don't ever reckon that I ever will
G C G
A dollar ain't made for a fellow I'm told
G Em
That scoops up a livin' loading coal
REPEAT Chorus
G Em
I cussed everything in the mining camp
C G
From my shovel and my pick to my carbide lamp
G C G
But I know just as well when I grow old
G Em
I'll still be a cussin' but loading coal
REPEAT Chorus
G Em
I know just as well as coal is Black
C G
One of these days the mines will strike
G C G
And I'll sit around starving til I'm finally told
G Em
There's a nickel more a ton for loading coal
REPEAT Chorus
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Loading coal, Loading coal, (fade.....)