The Tundra Toes - The Coal Mines Lyrics

Maybe the mist might mingle with the miner
When the poor man is chippin' out coal
There's a tin-tack-clack when the axe comes down
And the water vapor's fillin' that hole
And there'll be a day when your skin dries up
You've got to keep your bones in place
There'll be a day when you skin dries up
You've got to keep your bones in place
"Hit back! Sit back! Git! God damn!"
He's beatin' back the ants with the back of his hand
And each swing of that pick is a time bomb tick
Where the reaper's countin' hours with grains of sand
And there'll be a day when your skin dries up
You've got to keep your bones in place
There'll be a day when you skin dries up
You've got to keep your bones in place