Dirt Farmer

I was born on this mountain a long time ago Before they knocked down the timber and strip-mined the coal When you rose in the mornin' before it was light To go down in that dark hole and come back up at night I was born on this mountain, this mountai

False hearts have been my downfall Pretty women have been my craze I'm sure my false hearted lover Will drive me to my lonesome grave They'll bite the hand that feeds them Spend the money that you save From your heart strings and silk garters They'll

Feelin' good, feelin' good All the money in the world spent onl feelin' good Well, the wino met me on the streets Said, "Help me on to some Sneakin' Pete Please, help me brother, I wish you would 'Cause I feel so bad and I wanna feel good" Feeli