One Mile Deep

November South

Composed by: Darryl Miller/Weston Vernon/William Harrison
Ridin' two blind horses as they carry me to hell
There's a burnin' in my eyes
And brimstones all that I can smell
I felt the mountain crumble as the walls began to fall
I came to make a livin' but now I'm underneath it all
I can hear angels callin'

But it feels like the devil has my hand
Come tomorrow I'll be right here in this place
Without a sound
Where no light shines
Way down in the mine
Like others done before me
I left my home in Tennessee

To work a Kentucky coal mine in 1923
The ten of us were one mile deep
When the beams began to crack
We all went down in a coal mine
Though we never made it back
I can hear angels callin'

But it feels like the devil has my hand
And come tomorrow I'll be right here in this place
Without a sound
Where no light shines
Way down in the mine
Well don't you cry now darlin'

Everything's gonna be alright
There's angels here to take me now and I know
One day we'll meet on high
'Cause I see the light
Way down in the mine
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