D I bought a house C At the mouth of the holler G A ring at the pawn shop F D And a crib for the kid D I heard some word C There was work up in Hindman G I'm going tomorrow F D And hope that there is My sweat and my wages They don't seem to weigh out I'm gettin' more aches Than I'm gainin' in gold Whoever said You could raise you a family Just a'workin' your tail off Knee deep in coal Well the sign at the church Says I'll reap what I'm sowin' But I ain't lost sleep It'll come in due time If the Lord wants to take me I'm here for the taking Cause hell's probably better Than tryin' to get by You can see me on front page It'll be out tomorrow A boy in his twenties Shot down in his prime For trying to hold up A Texaco station They'll say I was despereate They're probably right I bought a house At the mouth of the holler A ring at the pawn shop And a crib for the kid I heard some word There was work up in Hindman I'm going tomorrow And hope that there is | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC D F G |