[00:00.00] 作词 : Darryll Scott
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Darryll Scott
[00:35.07]In the deep dark hills of Eastern Kentucky
[00:37.44]That's the place where I trace my bloodline
[00:44.10]And it's there I read on a hillside gravestone
[00:51.21]You will never leave Harlan alive
[01:02.94]Oh my granddad's dad crossed the Cumberland Mountains
[01:08.79]And he asked a pretty girl to be his bride
[01:18.63]He said won't you walk with me out of the mouth of this holler
[01:21.09]Or we'll never leave Harlan alive
[01:32.22]Where the sun comes up
[01:32.64]About ten in the mornin'
[01:33.78]And the sun goes down
[01:35.07]About three in the day
[01:40.41]And you'll fill your cup
[01:44.34]With whatever bitter brew you're drinkin'
[01:47.10]And you spend your life
[01:49.56]Just thinkin' of how to get away
[02:02.43]No one ever knew there was coal in them mountains
[02:07.86]Till a man from the northeast arrived
[02:14.49]Waving hunnerd dollar bills
[02:17.13]He said I'll pay you for your min-rals
[02:21.03]But he never left Harlan alive
[02:58.86]Where the sun comes up
[02:59.28]About ten in the mornin'
[03:00.45]And the sun goes down
[03:04.41]About three in the day
[03:07.08]And you'll fill your cup
[03:11.01]With whatever bitter brew you're drinkin'
[03:13.77]And you spend your life
[03:14.52]Diggin coal from the bottom of your grave

作词 : Darryll Scott
作曲 : Darryll Scott
In the deep dark hills of Eastern Kentucky
That's the place where I trace my bloodline
And it's there I read on a hillside gravestone
You will never leave Harlan alive
Oh my granddad's dad crossed the Cumberland Mountains
And he asked a pretty girl to be his bride
He said won't you walk with me out of the mouth of this holler
Or we'll never leave Harlan alive
Where the sun comes up
About ten in the mornin'
And the sun goes down
About three in the day
And you'll fill your cup
With whatever bitter brew you're drinkin'
And you spend your life
Just thinkin' of how to get away
No one ever knew there was coal in them mountains
Till a man from the northeast arrived
Waving hunnerd dollar bills
He said I'll pay you for your min-rals
But he never left Harlan alive
Where the sun comes up
About ten in the mornin'
And the sun goes down
About three in the day
And you'll fill your cup
With whatever bitter brew you're drinkin'
And you spend your life
Diggin coal from the bottom of your grave