He don’t like breathin’ this way
But it’s lucky he’s breathin’ at all
Thirty-five years in a methane cave
Makes your lungs all black and raw
He’s got a pinch between his cheek and gum
Got a pinched nerve in his neck
Rollin’ back and forth through the cars
He’s rollin’ towards a nervous wreck
Way down in the where he earns his pay
It’s dark and unforgiving
Diggin’ this coal, diggin’ his grave
He’s dying to make a livin’
He’s dying to make a livin’
He don’t like walkin’ this way
But it’s lucky walkin’ at all
Docter said he’s five-foot-eight
Well, he used to stand six foot tall
He’s got a bone from his hip in his lower back
Got screws in both his legs
Takes cheap work cause he’s got to have cash
Now he’s got to have percocet
Way down in the where he earns his pay
It’s dark and unforgiving
Diggin’ this coal, diggin’ his grave
He’s dying to make a livin’
He’s dying to make a livin’
He don’t like livin’ this way
But it’s lucky he’s livin’ at all
Thirty-five years as a black jewel slave
Prayin’ that the roof don’t fall
Got two heavy eyes and three slipped discs
He sleeps with a metal spine
Daydreams fade on the {?} shift
When you work down in the mines
Way down in the where he earns his pay
It’s dark and unforgiving
Diggin’ this coal, diggin’ his grave
He’s dying to make a livin’
He’s dying to make a livin’
He’s dyin’, tryin’, to make a livin’
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The Local Honeys Lyrics – Dying To Make a Living