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Lyricist: The Dead South
| Song: | Black Lung |  
| Album: | Sugar & Joy | Genres: |  |  
| Year: |  | Length: | 210 sec |  Lyrics: 
 [Verse 1]Basically we are all alone in the centre of a pickaxe mine
 Black lung stings as the pickaxe swings
 As the void of the mine closes in
 The Devil Came and the Angels sang
 A Song of the Holy Ghost
 Tempted the soul from the pennies to the gold
 Like the dust I spit from my mouth
 
 [Chorus]
 Wooo oooo ooo o o o o o o o o o o o o o o
 
 [Verse 2]
 Remember the night with the barroom fight
 Where I killed all of my best friends
 We gambled it away with the whiskey open keg
 And we never saw it again
 Well I had a wife that I met back in High school
 Her name was Lyla-Jean
 We saved away to escape some place
 On a local miner's minor pay
 
 [Chorus]
 Whooo oooo ooo o o o o o o o o o o o o o o
 
 [Verse 3]
 We saved so long the fall came and gone
 At Least 27 times
 It fell through the floorboards into deep dark darkness
 And we never saw it again
 West Virginia's home and that's where we're staying
 To the blade of the bible hymn
 Jesus says we're wicked so we just keep on pickin'
 At the scab of the open mine
 
 [Chorus]
 Whooo oooo ooo o o o o o o o o o o o o o o
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