Luyện nghe bài hát Kentucky Coal Miner's Prayer

Deep in the mountain of Harlan
Employed by the Cumberland coal
The pay is short, the are long
But our labor laws are coming on strong
So I drink whiskey for my throat

Wear my hat and weathered coat
Early every morning I stand in
Waiting to work these Kentucky coal

We enter the around five thirty
two dozen hands, cold, callused and dirty
We'll dig a million tons of rock and clay
And we'll be digging at the end of the day
Down on our knees we confess our
And pray the roof above don't cave in

So our hearts and save or souls
And the air we breathe in the devil's hole
last week when the the ceiling fell
The explosion trapped us in the of hell

The weight of the earth poor Tucker's life
behind a hungry baby and wife
We dug out with our and picks
But soon enough the black lung will make us sick

So bless our hearts and save or
And the air we breathe in the devil's hole
I work in the mountains of eastern Kentucky

I know if I leave Harlan alive I'll be more than
I could go to Texas and plant some cottonseed
But takes money and I've got three mouths to feed
So I drink whiskey for my throat
my hard hat and weathered coat
Early every morning I stand in
to work another Kentucky coal mine