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letra de harlan county - jim ford,

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in the back hills of kentucky i was raised
in a shack on big bone mountain
born into poverty, bathed in misery
the times i went hungry you can’t count ‘em

where the cold winds blow and the crops don’t grow
a man’s tired of livin’ when he’s twenty
i was diggin’ hard coal at twelve years old
way down in harlan county

mama tried hard, poor ol’ daddy got tired
couldn’t even get a job with a shotgun
one winter i was out cuttin’ kindlin’
the news came to mama that mornin’

they had a penny ante poker game down at the junction
big jack caught daddy cheatin’ and he shot him
over fifteen cents
to buy a loaf of bread with

(swing low sweet chariot)
we are gathered here today to ask the lord
to take us out of harlan county

mama married willie
he stood five-six
his brother was a shovel and a coal mine pick
with the heart of a lion and the soul of a man

he worked twelve hours a day
seven days ever’ week
forty days ever’ month
diggin’ for a bone in a hillside

where a little child’s dream is a new pair of shoes
to keep its little feet warm in the winter
but dreams they don’t ever come true, i know
way down in harlan county

you know what i did folks?
i’m gonna tell ya
i put a shirt on my back
and a brown paper sack
a big piece of my mama’s cold cornbread
i hit the road jack
forgot to look back
i walked all the way down to somewhere

i’ve been all over this whole wide world
i’ve slept on a northwest mountain
the coldest place, lord, i’ve ever seen
is the hills back in harlan county

(swing low sweet chariot)
everybody bow their heads in prayer – ask the lord
to take us out of harlan county

lord would you please
let your light shine
let your light shi-hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-hine
let your light, shine on

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