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We lease twenty acres and one Ginny mule
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From the Alabama trust
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For half of the cotton and a third of the corn
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We get a handful of dust
CHORUS:
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We cannot have all things to please us, no matter how we try
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Until we've all gone to Jesus, we can only wonder why
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I had a daughter called her Annabelle
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She's the apple of my eye
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Tried to give her something like I never had
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Didn't want to ever hear her cry
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When I'm dead and buried I'll take a hard life of tears
From every day I've ever known
Anna's in the churchyard she got no life at all
She only got these words on a stone
Chorus
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In the black dust towns of east Tennessee
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All the work's about the same
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And you may not go to the job in the ground
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But you learn the miner's refrain
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I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole,
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Down in a deep, dark hole
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I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole,
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Down in a deep, dark hole
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When you search the rain for the silver cloud
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And you wait on days of gold
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When you pitch to the bottom
And the dirt comes down
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You cry so cold, so cold
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I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole,
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Down in a deep, dark hole
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I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole,
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Down in a deep, dark hole
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Now there's something good in a worried song
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For the trouble in your soul
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Cause a worried man who's been a long way down
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Down in a deep dark hole
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I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole,
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Down in a deep, dark hole
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I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole,
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Down in a deep, dark hole
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I'm down in a deep, dark hole
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