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Sat Feb-28-04 09:07 PM
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You'll never leave Harlan Alive |
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Edited on Sat Feb-28-04 09:09 PM by Waverley_Hills_Hiker
just heard this on the radio...sung by Patti Lovelace. It sent chills down my spine & water to my eyes.
You'll Never Leave Harlan Alive Lyrics (Darrel Scott)
In the deep dark hills of eastern Kentucky That's the place where I traced my bloodline And it's there I read on a hillside gravestone "You'll never leave Harlan alive"
Oh my grandfather's dad crossed the Cumberland Mountains Where he took a pretty girl to be his bride Said "Won't you walk with me out the mouth of this holler Or we'll never leave Harlan alive"
Where the sun comes up about ten in the mornin' And the sun goes down about three in the day And you'll fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinkin' And you spend your life just thinkin' of how to get away
No one ever knew there was coal in them mountains Till a man from the northeast arrived Waving hundred dollar bills Said "I'll pay you for your minerals" But he never left Harlan alive
Grandma sold out cheap and they moved out west of Pineville To a farm where Big Richland River winds And I bet they danced them a jig And they laughted and sang a new song "Who said we'd never leave Harlan alive"
But the times got hard and tobacco wasn't selling And old grandad knew what he'd do to survive He went and dug for Harlan coal And sent the money back to grandma But he never left Harlan alive
Where the sun comes up about ten in the mornin' And the sun goes down about three in the day And you'll fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinkin' And you spend your life just thinkin' of how to get away
You'll never leave Harlan alive
I'm not from Harlan, but I used to live in Kentucky hill country too, so this song really does take me back.
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Peaches in the summertime Apples in the fall If I can't get the girl I love I don't want none at all
Shady Grove, my little love Shady Grove, my darlin' Shady Grove, my little love I'm goin' back to Harlan
Wish I had a banjo string Made of golden twine Every tune I'd play on it I wish that girl was mine
Shady Grove, my little love Shady Grove, my darlin' Shady Grove, my little love I'm goin' back to Harlan
Wish I had a needle and thread Fine as I could sew I'd sew that pretty girl to my side And down the road I'd go
Shady Grove, my little love Shady Grove, my darlin' Shady Grove, my little love I'm goin' back to Harlan
Some come here to fiddle and dance Some come here to tarry Some here to fiddle and dance I come here to marry
Every night when I go home My wife, I try to please her The more I try, the worse she gets Damned if I don't leave her
Shady Grove, my little love Shady Grove, my darlin' Shady Grove, my little love I'm goin' back to Harlan
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