Harlan County

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[Verse 1]
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In the back hills of Kentucky, I was
 raised
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In a shack on Big Bone Mountain
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Born into poverty, bathed in misery
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  The times I went hungry you can’t 
count ‘em

[Chorus 1]
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Where the cold winds blow and the 
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crops don’t grow
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  A man’s tired of livin’ when he’s 
twenty
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  I was diggin’ hard coal at twelve 
years old
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Way down in Harlan County

[Verse 2]
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Mama tried hard, poor ol’ Daddy got 
tired
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Couldn’t even get a job with a 
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shotgun
One winter I was out cuttin’ 
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kindlin’
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The news came to Mama that mornin’

[Chorus 2]
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They had a penny ante poker game 
down at the junction
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Big Jack caught Daddy cheatin’ and 
he shot him over fifteen cents
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To buy a loaf of bread with

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[Post-Chorus]
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We are gathered here today to ask 
the Lord
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To take us out of Harlan County

[Verse 3]
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Mama married Willie, he stood 
five-six
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His brother was a shovelin a coal 
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mine pick
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With the heart of a lion and the 
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soul of a man
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He worked twelve hours a day
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Seven days ever’ week
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Forty days ever’ month
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Diggin’ for a bone in a hillside

[Chorus 3]
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Where a little child’s dream is a 
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new pair of shoes
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To keep its little feet warm in 
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the winter
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But dreams they don’t ever come 
true, I know
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Way down in Harlan County

[Verse 4]
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  You know what I did folks?
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I'm gonna tell ya
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I put a shirt on my back and a brown
 paper sack
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A big piece of my Mama’s cold 
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cornbread
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I hit the road Jack forgot to look 
back
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  I walked all the way down to 
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somewhere

[Chorus 4]
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I’ve been all over this whole wide 
world
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I’ve slept on a northwest mountain
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The coldest place, Lord, I’ve ever 
seen
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Is the hills back in Harlan County
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[Post chorus]
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(Swing low sweet chariot)
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Everybody bow their heads in prayer 
- ask the Lord
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To take us out of Harlan County
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[Otro]
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Lord would you please
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Let your light shine
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Let your light 
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shi-hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-
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Hi-ih-ih-hiine..
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Let your light, shine on