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Cumberland Mountain Number Nine lyrics
Baby, doncha cry 'cause Mama's comin' home
Papa, gonna bring ya back some chitlins and some corn
Last frost done took his loss right down to the bone
We're lucky we still got room to roam
Goin' there to here is almost at a halt
Don't ya go off blamin' God you know it ain't his fault
One time when life was fine someone found the line
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That still was the best damn still they ever did make
Wouldn't stand for nothin' less stand for no mistakes
Last fall we made a haul and filled the limestone mine
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Winter come a change Spring bring a rain
We were fit to stay the same
One thing's for sure we done found the cure
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Black coal from the strip mine way up north at Jellico
Kept the groove a runnin' smooth along the Thunder Road
Way back down in Bear tree Gap the Devil's juice flowed fine
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The FB and the TBI they follered us fer years
Eventually they got the scent they nabbed us by the ears
The man said Son I'll blow up everything between yer ears
You got to face 'bout twenty years
Winter come a change Spring bring a rain
We were fit to stay the same
And now from this cell I'm sorry to tell
Cumberland Mountain Number Nine
Cumberland Mountain Number Nine
Part of these releases
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- Track 5 on Saddle Tramp
- 4 Wichita Jail
- 6 It's My Life
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