It was good one time, everything was mighty fine
The coal tipples roared day and night
And things they got slow for reasons I don’t know
And chill winds they blow into sight
The mines they closed down, everybody laid around
There wasn’t very much left to do
Except stand in that line, get your ration script on time
And woman I could see it killin’ you
Now the soft new snow of December
Lightly falls my cabin round
Saw the last train from Poor Valley
Bringing brown-haired Becky Richmond bound
Been comin’ on I know, soon you will be gone
Leavin’ crossed your mind every day
It wasn’t what you thought, things are bad back home, you see
I guess I’d better be on my way
Now the soft new snows of December
Lightly fall my cabin round
Saw the last train from Poor Valley
Bringing brown-haired Becky Richmond bound
I should blame you now but I never could somehow
A miner’s wife you weren’t cut out to be
It wasn’t what you thought, just some dreams that you bought
When you left home and ran away with me
Now the soft new snow of December
Lightly falls my cabin round
Saw the last train from Poor Valley
Bringing brown-haired Becky Richmond bound
Saw the last train from Poor Valley
Bringing brown-haired Becky Richmond bound
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