Travelin` down that coal town road. Listenin` to my rubber tires whine.
Goodbye to Buckeye and white Sycamore. I`m leavin` you behind.
I`ve been coal miner all of my life. Layin` down track in the hole.
Gotta back like an ironwood, bit by the wind. Blood veins blue as the coal. Blood veins blue as the coal.