Trixie Smith — Mining Camp Blues

[Verse 1] Once I had a daddy and he worked down in a hole Once I had a daddy and he worked down in a hole Diggin' and a-haulin', haulin' that Birmingham coal [Verse 2] Many times I wondered when they took my daddy down Many times I wondered when they took my daddy down Will he come back to me? Will they leave him in the ground? [Verse 3] Something like the pitcher that they sent down in the well Something like the pitcher that they sent down in the well Wondering will thеy break it, Lordy, Lordy, who can tell? [Verse 4] It was late onе evening, I was standing at that mine It was late one evening, I was standing at that mine Foreman said my daddy had gone down for his last, last time [Verse 5] Now he was a coal miner from his hat down to his shoes He was a coal miner from his hat down to his shoes And I'm nearly dying with these mining camp blues