Deep in the piney woods
Breathe it til your head ache
Working for six dimes
Breathe it til the ground shake
Lord and that fever's high
Hard luck life
Hurry boy
The sun is going down
♪
Deep in the piney wood
Hell in its own place
Working that sticky gold
Flowing from a cat face
Lord and that fever's high
Hard luck life ⁄ Hurry boy
The sun is going down
♪
Deep in the piney woods
Hell in its own place
Lungs can't breathe
Poisoned heat
Fever's high
Hard luck life
Heavy load
Like a stone
Hurry boy
The sun is going down