come, all you coalminerswherever you may beand listen to the
storythat I relate to theemy name is nothing extrabut the truth
to you I tellI am a coalminerand I'm sure I wish you wellI
was born in old Kentuckyin a coal camp, born and bredI know
about old beansbulldog gravy and cornbreadI know how the miners
work and slavein the coalmines every dayfor a dollar in the
company storefor that is all they paymining is the most
dangerous workin our land todayplenty of dirty, slaving workfor
very little paycoalminers, won't you wake upand open your
eyes and seewhat this dirty capitalist systemhas done to you and
medear miners, they will slave youuntil you can't work no
moreand what will you get for your laborbut a dollar in the
company storea tumbledown shack to live insnow and rain pouring
through the topand you have to pay the company rentand your
payments will never stopthey take our very lifebloodthey take
our children's livestake fathers away from childrentake
husbands away from wivescoalminers, won't you
organizewherever you may beand make this a land of freedomfor
workers, like you and meI am a coalminerand I'm sure I wish
you welllet's sink this capitalist systemto the darkest pits
of hell