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• Artiste: Montgomery Gentry
• Titre: You'll Never Leave Harlan Alive
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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 grandaddies 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 'Till 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, she 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 I read on a hillside gravestone "You will never leave Harlan alive"