Steve Earle The Mountain
I was born on this mountain, a long time ago
Before they knocked down the timber and they strip-mined the coal
When you rose in the mornin', before it was light
To go down in that dark hole, come back up at night
I was born on this mountain, this mountain's my home
And she holds me and keeps me from worry and woe
Well, they took everything that she gave, now they're gone
But I'll die on this mountain, this mountain's my home
I was young on this mountain, now I am old
And I knew every hollow, every cool swimmin' hole
'Til one night I lay down and woke up to find
That my childhood was over, I went down in the mine
I was born on this mountain, this mountain's my home
And she holds me and keeps me from worry and woe
Well, they took everything that she gave, now they're gone
But I'll die on this mountain, this mountain's my home
There's a hole in this mountain, dark and it's deep
And God only knows all the secrets it keeps
There's a chill in the air, only miners can feel
And there're ghosts in the tunnels that the company sealed
I was born on this mountain, this mountain's my home
And she holds me and keeps me from worry and woe
Well, they took everything that she gave, now they're gone
But I'll die on this mountain, this mountain's my home