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  1. American Gold

Lyrics

American Gold ©j.cerisano

Born down in this mining town
All his family works underground
In darkness, that’s blacker than night
Cuttin’ through razor sharp with his hard hat light
Shinning…. on a glistenin’ wall of black coal
Diggin’ American Gold

Burn the coal, to make the steam
to run, this loco- motion machine
God extra blessings to the workin’ man
cause he’s got cuts on his finger and scrapes hands
and sometimes it makes your blood run cold
Diggin’ American Gold

You better swallow hard so your ears’ll pop
Going down so this deep is a hellava’ drop
If the roof caves in that’s all she wrote
That’s why in his top pocket there’s goodbye note.
That says “I love you baby” this is just in case
The hand of god forgets to touch this place
and sometimes I think of heaven when I’m in this hole
Diggin’ American Gold

goin back four generations of history now
Funny how all things come back around
The unions came then they went away
the winds of change blow everyday
While the minin’ man, still breaths carbon dust, into his soul
Diggin’ American Gold
Diggin’ American Gold
Diggin’ Diggin’ Diggin’ American Gold
Burn the coal, to make the steam
to run, this loco- motion machine
Burn the coal, to make the steam
to run, this loco- motion machine