Am                       G               Am
Up on Lyon Mountain, the houses look the same.
                                      Em               Am
Weathered wood hid kids and wives and lives that never changed.

It belonged to the Delware and Hudson,
      G                Am
Every bit of iron-rich ground,
                                  Em            Am
And a pile of sand, big and blue, grew out back of town.
Am                         G               Am
Six days went the company, one to the Lord above;

But the town lived for the afternoon
         Em                    Am
That was given to the ball and glove.
 
[Chorus] 
 C                 G
Around the horn, a can of corn,
  Dm                       Am
A ground ball will get you two.

A life of iron and diamonds
Em                 Am
Was all the miners knew.

[Verse 2]
          Am                      G              Am
They were Poles and Lithuanians; Itals and Irish too.
                             Em                   Am
They dug into America down a hole deep, dark, and cruel.

Some crossed the sea to get there;
          G                 Am
Some were born to die there too.
                                             Em              Am
Sons followed steps down to the mines behind dads they never knew.
                                            G              Am
They came alive between the foul lines with pride and dignity.

In the bleachers and the batter's box
  Em            Am
A mind could be free.

[Chorus] 
 C                 G
Around the horn, a can of corn,
  Dm                       Am
A ground ball will get you two.

A life of iron and diamonds
Em                 Am
Was all the miners knew.