Coalminer Lyrics

Coalmine and moonshine
Hills of Tennesse.
With a dirty old cob
Hillbilly sanctuary.
With a dirty old cob
In the back of a truck
In the heart of the woods
Hit her if she wakes up
Hit her if she cries out
With the b*** of your gun
You better cover your a**, man
You better put on the gloves
Coalmine and moonshine
You could die from the dust
You could die from the rye
You're sure to die when you're young
But now it's time to have fun
And turn the stalks into fodder
She looks a little like Loretta
Just like a coalminer's daughter
Coalmine and moonshine
Hills of tennesee
Good ol' boys getting drunk
Hillbilly sanctuary
Hey yeah