Youll Never Leave Harlan Alive

Darrell Scott

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Dm [Verse 1]
Dm F C G In the deep, dark hills of eastern Kentucky
Dm F Bb That's the place where I trace my bloodline
Bb F C G And it’s there I read on a hillside gravestone
Bb A7 Dm You will never leave Harlan alive [Link] (enter electric guitar)
Dm [Verse 2]
Dm F C G Well my granddad’s dad walked down Katahrins Mountain
Dm F Bb And he asked Tillie Helton to be his bride
Am Bb C G Said, won’t you walk with me out of the mouth of this holler
Bb A7 Dm Or we’ll never leave Harlan alive [Chorus]
F Bb C F Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning
Dm Bb F Bb And the sun goes down about three in the day
F Bb C F And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you’re drinkin’
Dm Bb Dm And you spend your life just thinkin’ of how to get away
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[Verse 3]
Dm F C G No one ever knew there was coal in them mountains
Dm F Bb ‘Til a man from the Northeast arrived
Bb F C G Waving them hundred dollar bills said, hey I’ll pay you for your minerals
Bb A7 Dm But he never left Harlan alive
Bb A7 Dm [Verse 4]
Dm F C G Granny sold out cheap and they moved out west of Pineville
Dm F Bb To a farm where big Richland River winds
Bb F C G I bet they danced them a jig, laughed and sang a new song
Bb A7 Dm Who said we’d never leave Harlan alive [Instrumental Break]
Dm F C G
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Bb A7 Dm Dm [Link]
Dm [Verse 5]
Dm F C G But the times they got hard and tobacco wasn’t selling
Dm F Bb And ole granddad knew what he’d do to survive
Bb F C G He went and dug for Harlan coal and sent the money back to granny
Bb A7 Dm But he never left Harlan alive [Chorus]
F Bb C F Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning
Dm Bb F Bb And the sun goes down about three in the day
F Bb C F And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you’re drinkin’
Dm Bb F And you spend your life just thinkin’ of how to get away [Last Chorus]
F Bb C F Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning
Dm Bb F Bb And the sun goes down about three in the day
F Bb C F And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you’re drinkin’
Dm Bb Dm And you spend your life digging coal from the bottom of your grave [Last Verse]
Dm* In the deep, dark hills of eastern Kentucky
Dm* That's the place where I trace my bloodline
Dm* And it’s there I read on a hillside gravestone
Dm* You'll never leave Harlan alive
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