Billy Edd Wheeler
Travelin` down that coal town road. Listenin` to my rubber tires whine.
Goodbye to Buckeye and white Sycamore. I`m leavin` you behind.
I`ve been coal miner all of my life. Layin` down track in the hole.
Gotta back like an ironwood, bit by the wind. Blood veins blue as the coal. Blood veins blue as the coal.
Somebody said, "That`s a strange tattoo you have on the side of your head."
I said, "That`s the blueprint left by the coal. A little more and I`d been dead.
Well, I love the rumble and I love the dark. I love the cool of the slade,
And it`s on down the new road, lookin` for a job. This travelin` nook in my head.
I stood for the union and walked in the line and fought against the company.
I stood for the U. M. W. of A. Now, who`s gonna stand for me?
I`ve got no house and I got no job, just got a worried soul
And a blue tattoo on the side of my head left by the number nine coal. Left by the number nine coal.
Some day when I`m dead and gone to heaven, the land of my dreams.
I won`t have to worry on losin` my job, on bad times and big machines.
I ain`t gonna pay my money away on dues or hospital plans.
I`m gonna pick coal where the blue heavens roll and sing with the angel band.