When I was a curly-headed baby
My daddy sat me down upon his knee
He said, "Boy, you go to school
And learn your letters
Don't you be a dirty miner like me"
I was born and raised
In the mouth of the Hazard Hollow
Coal cars rambled past my door
Now they're standing in a rusty row, all empty
And the L and N
Don't stop here anymore
I used to think my daddy was a black man
With script enough to buy the company store
Now he goes downtown with empty pockets
And his face is white as a February snow
I was born and raised
In the mouth of the Hazard Hollow
Coal cars rambled past my door
Now they're standing in a rusty row, all empty
And the L and N
Don't stop here anymore
Last night I dreamed
I went down to the coal yard
To draw my pay like I always did before
But them old kudzu vines were coming
Through the windows
And leaves and grass
Were growing through the floor
I was born and raised
In the mouth of the Hazard Hollow
Coal cars rambled past my door
Now they're standing in a rusty row, all empty
And the L and N
Don't stop here anymore