Dm [Verse 1]Dm F C G In the deep, dark hills of eastern KentuckyDm F Bb That's the place where I trace my bloodlineBb F C G And it’s there I read on a hillside gravestoneBb 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 MountainDm F Bb And he asked Tillie Helton to be his brideAm Bb C G Said, won’t you walk with me out of the mouth of this hollerBb A7 Dm Or we’ll never leave Harlan alive [Chorus]F Bb C F Where the sun comes up about ten in the morningDm Bb F Bb And the sun goes down about three in the dayF 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 awayContinúa después del anuncio[Verse 3]Dm F C G No one ever knew there was coal in them mountainsDm F Bb ‘Til a man from the Northeast arrivedBb F C G Waving them hundred dollar bills said, hey I’ll pay you for your mineralsBb A7 Dm But he never left Harlan aliveBb A7 Dm [Verse 4]Dm F C G Granny sold out cheap and they moved out west of PinevilleDm F Bb To a farm where big Richland River windsBb F C G I bet they danced them a jig, laughed and sang a new songBb A7 Dm Who said we’d never leave Harlan alive [Instrumental Break]Dm F C GDm F Bb BbF C G BbBb A7 Dm Dm [Link]Dm [Verse 5]Dm F C G But the times they got hard and tobacco wasn’t sellingDm F Bb And ole granddad knew what he’d do to surviveBb F C G He went and dug for Harlan coal and sent the money back to grannyBb A7 Dm But he never left Harlan alive [Chorus]F Bb C F Where the sun comes up about ten in the morningDm Bb F Bb And the sun goes down about three in the dayF 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 morningDm Bb F Bb And the sun goes down about three in the dayF 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 KentuckyDm* That's the place where I trace my bloodlineDm* And it’s there I read on a hillside gravestoneDm* You'll never leave Harlan alive
Youll Never Leave Harlan Alive
Darrell Scott
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