Travellin' down that coal town road. Listen to my rubber tires whine. Goodbye the buckeye and white sycamore. I'm leavin' you behind. Oh well  , I've been  a coal man  all  my life. Laid down track and all Gotta back like an ironwood, bent 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 mark of  the Number 9 Coal. A little more and I'd be  dead. Oh well, I love the rumble and I love the dark. I love the cool of the sleigh, And it's goin' down that new road, lookin' for a job. This travelin' and lookin' i hate. This travelin' and lookin' i hate. Well 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 ? Well I got no home and I got no pay, just got a worried soul And this blue tattoo on the side of my head left by the Number Nine Coal. Left by the Number Nine Coal. Some day when I die and go to Heaven, the land of my dreams. I won't have to worry on losin' my job, on bad times and big machines. Well I got no home and I got no pay, just got a worried soul And this blue tattoo on the side of my head left by the Number Nine Coal. Left by the Number Nine Coal.

Shawn Album 1966

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