Coal Song Lyrics and Chords By ( Tyler Childers )

Coal is one of the most popular songs of the time. Coal lyrics written by Timothy Tyler Childers. This song has sung by Tyler Childers

Singer Tyler Childers
Released 2011
Album Bottles and Bibles
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Coal Song Lyrics

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

And you keep on digging ’til 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..

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Now lemme tell you something about 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…

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And we’ll keep on digging ’til the coming of the Lord Gabriel’s trumpet sounds

‘Cause if you ain’t mining for the company, boy

There ain’t much in this town

We coulda made something of ourselves out there

If we’d listened to the folks that knew

That coal is gonna bury you…

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Now it’s darker than a dungeon

And it’s deeper than a well

So sometimes, I imagine that I’m getting pretty close to Hell

And in my darkest hour, I cry out to the Lord

He says, “Keep on a-mining, boy, ’cause that’s why you were born”

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We coulda made something of ourselves out there

If we’d listened to the folks that knew

That coal is gonna bury you..

Coal Song Chords


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

And you keep on diggin’ ’til you get down there where it’s darker than your darkest

fear.

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

Just live off bread and 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’ ’til the comin’ of the lord and abriel’s trumpet sound

Cause if you ain’t minin’ for the company boy then 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 co——ooooo——oal’s gonna bury you.


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

So sometimes I imagine that I’m getting pretty close to hell.

And in my darkest hour, I cry out to the lord.

He says keep on ‘a minin’ boy cause that’s why you were born.


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

knew

That co——ooooo——oal’s gonna bury you.

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