Текст песни Coal Tattoo - Jim Croce

Travelin' down that coal town road

Listen to those rubber tires whine

Goodbye to Buckeye and white Sycamore
I'm leavin you behind

I've been a coal man all my life

Layin' down tracks in the hole
Got a back like an ironwood
Bent by the wind
Blood veins blue as the coal
Blood veins blue as the coal
Somebody said "That's a strange tatto
You have on the side of your head"
I said "That's the blueprint left by the coal
Just a little more and I'd be dead"
Well, I love the rumble and I love the dark
I love the coal of slate
But it's on down the new road lookin' for a job
It's the travelling and lookin' I hate
It's the travelling and lookin' I hate
Someday when I'd dead and gone to heaven
The land of my dream
I won't have to worry on losin' job
To bad times 'n big machines
I ain't gonna pay money away
For pensions and hospital plans
I'm gonna pick coal where the blue heaven roll
And sing with the angel bands

I stood in line for the union
Fought against the company
Stood for the U.M.W.A.
Now who's grandstand by me?
I got...