Woody Guthrie – The Dying Miner (Guitar)

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It happened an hour ago,

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Way down in this tunnel of coal,

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Gas caught fire from somebody's lamp.

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And the miners are choking in smoke.

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Goodbye to Dickie and Honey,

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Goodbye to the wife that I love.

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Lot of these men not coming home,

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Tonight when the work whistle blows.

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Dear sisters and brothers goodbye,

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Dear mother and father goodbye.

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My fingers are weak and I cannot write,

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Goodbye Centralia, goodbye.

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It looks like the end for me,

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And all of my buddies I see.

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We're all writing letters to children we love,

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Please carry our word to our wives.

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We, found a little place in the air,

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Crawled and drug ourselves here.

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But the smoke is bad and the fumes coming in,

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And the gas is burning my eyes.

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Dear sisters and brothers goodbye,

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Dear mother and father goodbye.

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My fingers are weak and I cannot write,

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Goodbye Centralia, goodbye.

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Forgive me for the things I done wrong,

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I love you lots more than you know.

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When the night whistle blows and I don't come home,

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Do all that you can to help mom.

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I can hear the moans and groans,

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More than a hundred good men.

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Just work and fight and try to see,

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That this never happens again.

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Dear sisters and brothers goodbye,

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Dear mother and father goodbye.

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My fingers are weak and I cannot write,

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Goodbye Centralia, goodbye.

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My eyes are blinded with fumes,

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But it sounds like the men are all gone,

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'Cept Joe Valentini, Fred Gussler and George,

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Trapped down in this hell hole of fire.

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Please name our new baby Joe,

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So he'll grow up like big Joe.

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He'll work and he'll fight and he'll fix up the mines,

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So fire can't kill daddy no more.

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Dear sisters and brothers goodbye,

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Dear mother and father goodbye.

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My fingers are weak and I cannot write,

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Goodbye Centralia, goodbye.