Basically we are all alone in the centre of a pickaxe mine
Black lung stings as the pickaxe swings
As the void of the mine closes in
The Devil Came and the Angels sang
A Song of the Holy Ghost
Tempted the soul from the pennies to the gold
Like the dust I spit from my mouth
Wooo oooo ooo o o o o o o o o o o o o o o
Remember the night with the barroom fight
Where I killed all of my best friends
We gambled it away with the whiskey open keg
And we never saw it again
Well I had a wife that I met back in High school
Her name was Lyla-Jean
We saved away to escape some place
On a local miner's minor pay
Whooo oooo ooo o o o o o o o o o o o o o o
We saved so long the fall came and gone
At Least 27 times
It fell through the floorboards into deep dark darkness
And we never saw it again
West Virginia's home and that's where we're staying
To the blade of the bible hymn
Jesus says we're wicked so we just keep on pickin'
At the scab of the open mine
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i like this version better than the original. The middle part has that aggression that makes the excellent balance with the beginning and ending of the song. owlobo
supported by 13 fans who also own “Black Lung (Live At The Manchester Academy, Manchester, UK - 2020)”
This might be my favourite of Heilung. They've improved a bit on their later releases but their debut is still much meaner, and darker. Maria's amazing voice obviously steals the show but I also quite like Kai's too, especially on the live performance. In fact I'd say get LIFA over this IMO.
The spoken word bits are really cool to hear proto-germanic in use but for relistening purposes they are going to be a bit obtrusive. Nevertheless the proper music here is on continual repeat for me. Rabbit
Nashville Americana artist Stephen Simmons reaches deep into his own family tree for an album of clear-eyed, open-hearted storytelling. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 28, 2020