In the black dust towns of east Tennessee All the work's about the same And you may not go to the job in the ground But you learn the miner's refrain
I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole, Down in a deep, dark hole I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole, Down in a deep, dark hole
When you search the rain for the silver cloud And you wait on days of gold When you pitch to the bottom And the dirt comes down You cry so cold, so cold
I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole, Down in a deep, dark hole I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole, Down in a deep, dark hole
Now there's something good in a worried song For the trouble in your soul 'Cause a worried man who's been a long way down Down in a deep dark hole
I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole, Down in a deep, dark hole I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole, Down in a deep, dark hole