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40 Hour Week by Alabama
America's Mine Rescue Team by Mel Shaw
Angry American by Toby Keith
Big Bad John by Jimmy Dean
Cajun Queen by Jimmy Dean
Centralia by Ken Batista
Coal Miner's Daughter by Lorretta Lynn
Coal Miner's Hands by Blackwater Outlaw
Coal Miner Visual Song by Shelley Lynch
Crandall Canyon Mine by Mark R. Cronin
Dark As A Dungeon by Johnny Cash
Down in the Mine by Dierks Bentley
Emphysema Blues by Pete Zaharoff
Hard Rock Miner by Robert Gibney
Henry Russell's Last Words by Diana Jones
I Am a Miner by Holy Water and Whiskey
Knox Mine Disaster by Tom Flannery
Miracle at Quecreek Mine by Mountain John
Miner's Prayer by Dwight Yokum
Nothing in Centralia by Raven Hill
Paradise by John Prine
Quecreek Nine by David Morgan
Quecreek Nine by Marcia McKenzie
See You on the Other Side by Les Freres
Shamrock City Preview by Solas
Sheppton Mine Rescue by Ronnie Sando
Song of the Quecreek Miners by Jene' Lind
The Ballad of Springhill by Peggy Seeger
Timothy by Rupert Holmes
Tragedy at the Sunshine Mine by Frank Starr
Upper Big Branch by Holy Water and Whiskey
West Virginia Underground by Taylor Made
Working Man by Rita McNeil
I am a Miner
By Holy Water and Whiskey
From their CD titled
Miners, Outlaws and Other Relatives
Web site:
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Video performance
by Holy Water and Whiskey
I am a miner, I'm a hard rock miner,
To the shaft house I must go.
On the cage boy, double cage boy,
Down to work, near a mile below.
Fourteen men, hold on for you life boy,
Top man rings, down you go.
Fourteen men fall thru the darkness,
I hope that hoist man will bring us slow.
Chorus:
And it feels like I'm dyin',
Minin' for gold.
It feels like I'm dyin',
Minin' for gold.
To the station comes the shift boss,
Come to tell you, drill her out on time.
Six hundred pounds the drill and the column,
Set that drill right on the line.
Chorus. Break.
He is my miner, my hard rock miner
To the shaft house I watch him go.
Digging gold for rings and baubles,
Worn by women that we don't know.
He gets two dollars for ten hours,
Seems like a lifetime, I miss him so.
Chorus:
And it feels like he's dyin',
Minin' for gold.
It feels like he's dyin',
Minin' for gold.
Then a noise like thunder fills the darkness,
Dust and the darkness, they fill the hole.
On your clothes boy, in your eyes boy,
In your lungs, in your soul.
Chorus.
Wasn't long, I was a young man,
Days go by, dust takes it’s toll.
I am a miner, (He is my miner), I’m a hard rock miner, (my hard rock miner),
To the shaft house, I watch him go.
