Windmill, keep on turning
Keep rolling through the sky
Watch you from these meadows
Where my granddad worked his life
Your pearl white wings and soaring spine
Rise high above the pines
Just like us all, one day you'll fall
On this very same ridgeline

The cabinet

I watch you walkin' 'cross the floor
And I've been missing you and more
Beatin' of my heart shakes the framing in my chest
I'm fallin' more and more
And hell I don't mind bein' poor
When I'm with you
I pity all the kings of the world

Times are getting hard, good is

I'm going down to Charleston
Through the shadow of the mountain this road winds
Through closed-up towns, forgotten dreams, and welcome signs
Fading far behind
Coal Country

I'm thankful for the sons who died
Didn't back down from a Federal fight
Where the lead lies s

She’s just a girl born in stormy weather
Her heart a victim of the wreckage left behind
But she’s somehow managed to pull it all together
Strong enough to dig a hole and bury it inside

And the boys in her town seem to take pleasure
In mining little heart pieces to help them

Go put on that blue dress
The one you know I love the best
Don't mind me, I'll stay down here
So I can watch you stridin' down the steps

I missed you more than you know
It seems like we're always fightin' time
Thoughts of you on nights like these
Give me hope while

Imagine there's a garden
Visualize a spring
It's a hard way of living
In the valley with no rain
But I feel it down in my bones
I'm warnin' of a flood
You lack the sense or know-how
To see what's up above

So I don't mind placing bets
On the dirt beneath my f

In the Spring of 1949
That’s when I crossed the county line
It’s there I saw in Seneca Creek
A girl named Ruth who washed her feet
I told her my name was RC Farris
That I’d marry her with half a karat
She said, I do, but no stone can reach
The prettiest shine of this

Another ten-to-two on a weekend night
My voice is worn and my hands are [?]
I been singing my songs all night long
Telling these folks about things gone wrong
I scream and cry and cuss and moan
Echoes through the holler with a lonesome tone
With a lonesome tone

They

I ran these hills since the day I could stand
And I worked the mines since the year I turned ten
We got married and danced to Canon in D
And I held our baby with your eyes at seventeen

And I kissed you goodbye beneath the December sky
Then I walked to work through Mononga t

I never would’ve guessed it in a hundred years or more
I’d meet an lowland angel of the likes I’d never seen before
She grew up where the sun does run hot across the sky
Sweetened her up nice like some strawberry wine
I crowned her in my mind oh my Strawberry Queen

I ain’t

I got a match and I've got a knife
I’m going to the backwoods for some kind of fight
Shadow behind and the Moon out in front
Lights the path of a man on the run

They saw me in Winchester unload the car
They saw me sell the boxes to the bar
And followed me back on Route

Oh, little redbird, come to my windowsill
Been so lonesome shakin' that morning chill
Oh little redbird, open your mouth and say
Been so lonesome, just about flown away

So long I’ve been out in the rain and snow
But the winter's come and gone, a little bird told me so