Streets Of Gold

Daddy's daddy was a miner Hazard coal was his life He raised three kids on a miner's pay Lord knows he had hard times My uncle Ken, took to working With a shovel in his hand That coal dust took my uncle To the promised land Miners never, never learn They may never go Then they do sell gold to all They got callous hands and weathered skin Wrinkles lying in cold That's all the shortcut To the streets of gold Barry County had it's beauty Glomar Hollow was it's pride Second creek would help To wash the black dust from the lungs My daddy got out early when he chose to fight And that barber married out of state You know she left her coal behind That miners never, never learn They may never go But then they do sell gold to all Callous hands and weathered skin Wrinkles lying in cold That's all the shortcut To the streets of gold Daddy's daddy was a miner Hazard coal was his life He raised three kids on a miner's pay Lord knows we had hard times