Karaoké Coal Tyler Childers

Now God made coal for the men who sold their lives to West Van Lear

And you keep on diggin' 'till you get down there where it's darker than your darkest fears

And that woman in the kitchen she keeps on cookin' but she ain't had meat in years

Just live off bread

Live off hope and a pool of a million tears

Now lemme tell you somethin' 'bout the gospel and make sure that you mark it down

When God spoke out

Let there be light

He put the first of us in the ground

And we'll keep on diggin' 'till the comin' of the Lord

Gabriel's trumpet sounds

'Cos if you ain't minin' for the company boy there ain't much in this town

We coulda made somethin' of ourselves out there if we'd listened to the folks that knew

That coal is gonna bury you

Now it's darker than a dungeon and it's deeper than a well

So sometimes I imagine that I'm gettin' pretty close to Hell

And in my darkest hour

I cry out to the Lord

He says Keep on a-minin' boy 'cos that's why you were born

We coulda made somethin' of ourselves out there if we'd listened to the folks that knew

That coal is gonna bury you