You’ll Never Leave Harlan Alive

In the deep, dark hills of Eastern Kentucky

That's the place where I trace my bloodline

And it's there that I read on a hillside gravestone

"You will never leave Harlan alive"

Well my Granddaddy's dad crossed the Cumberland Mountain

And he asked Nelly Hassell to be his bride

Said, "Won't you walk with me out of the mouth of this holler

Or we'll never leave Harlan alive"

Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning

And the sun goes down about three in the day

And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinking

And you spend your life thinking of how to get away

No one ever knew there was coal in them mountains

'Til a man from the northeast arrived

Waving hundred dollar bills, he said "I'll pay you for your minerals"

But he never left Harlan alive

Well Granny sold out cheap and they moved out west of Pineville

To a farm where Big Richland River winds

And I bet they danced them a jig, and they laughed and sang a new song

"Who said we'd never leave Harlan alive?"

But the times, they got hard and tobacco wasn't selling

And old Granddad knew what he'd do to survive

Well he went and dug for Harlan coal and he sent the money back to Granny

But he never left Harlan alive

Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning

And the sun goes down about three in the day

And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinking

And you spend your life just thinking of how to get away

And the sun comes up about ten in the morning

And the sun goes down about three in the day

And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinking

And you spend your life diggin' coal from the bottom of your grave

In the deep, dark hills of Eastern Kentucky

That's the place where I trace my bloodline

And it's there that I read on a hillside gravestone

"You will never leave Harlan alive"