Winters lament from Down River by The Hocking River String Band

the trees are swaying now
and the evenings fast approaching
and the snow is falling down
is this the end of pain or just the beginning

my bird died hours ago
and there ain't light for ten miles up the road
we got forty feet of coal we shout
they ain't got the men to dig us out

i'm sorry baby for this life I chose

well the temperature is dropping low
bundle up boys its time for winter
worse than we've ever known
if I don't make it tell my girl I love her

we're sick and tired
and damned near thirty miles from any road
say your prayers boys
and ask god to save your souls

I'm sorry baby for this life I chose

sorry I must leave you now
to face the world and all of its sorrows
if you have a message for your long lost love
write it in the snow

I'm sorry baby for this life I chose

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