My Fathers Son

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[Verse]
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My history is no secret, it's 
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written in the stones
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In the hill beside this river, rest
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 my mother gentle bones
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And daddy there beside her home a- 
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mong his next of kin
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And their legacy passed down to 
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me, the sons of mountain men
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Raised to be a miner by a miners 
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callused hands
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Passed my youth between these 
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mountains where I grew to under- 
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stand
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That family was the word of God and
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 faith was its de- mand
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And life and death, the same came 
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from the coal beneath this land

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[Chorus]
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Well, a rich man writes the book 
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of laws a poor man must de- fend
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But the highest laws are written 
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on the hearts of honest men
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If that cup is passed to me to do
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 what must be done
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When they lay me down remind them I
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 was just my father's son

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[Verse]
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I've walked among these people, 
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heard the stories that they tell
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I've crawled beside them in the 
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mines and touched the walls of hell
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I've shared their sacred secrets, 
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known their triumph and their pain
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And right or wrong I'll stand with 
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them on the final judgment day
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They say God gives his comfort when
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 the time of trouble comes
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They say we'll own no share of 
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peace till we lay down our guns
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But will my boy have the chance to 
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do the things I've never done
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Or will he, like me, be told that 
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he must be his father's son?

[Chorus]
        D                   G     
Well, a rich man writes the book 
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of laws a poor man must de- fend
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But the highest laws are written 
                       Em
on the hearts of honest men
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When that cup is passed to me to 
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do what must be done
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On a chunk of coal just carve these 
words, ''I was just my father's 
son...''