Evans Sara - Coalmine lyrics

Shotgun houses, shanty shacks

Countin' those ties on the railroad track

Thiry-four more, it's almost time

To see my baby walking out of that

Coalmine, covered with dust

T-shirt tied, all muscled up

All mine, head to toe

Come on, come on whistle, blow

I can't wait to get him home

Ain't gonna have nothing but the supper on

Gonna keep him busy 'til it's time

He goes back to that coalmine

Some girls like them gussied up

Wearing all that smelly stuff

To me there's nothing quite so fine

As my man standing out in front of that

Coalmine, covered with dust

T-shirt tied, all muscled up

All mine, head to toe

Come on, come on whistle, blow

Power's out, well that's all right

We'll make love by a miner's light

Gonna keep him busy 'til it's time

He goes back to that coalmine

Shotgun houses, shanty shacks

Countin' those ties on the railroad track

Just two more, it's almost time

To see my baby walking out of that coalmine

Coalmine, covered with dust

T-shirt tied, all muscled up

All mine, head to toe

Come on, come on whistle, blow

Don't want no white-collared man

Midnight, I like calloused hands

To keep me busy 'til it's time

He goes back to that coalmine

I can't wait to get him home

Ain't gonna have nothing but the supper on

Power's out, well that's all right

We'll make love by a miner's light

Don't want no white-collared man

Midnight, I like calloused hands

To keep me busy 'til it's time

He goes back to that coalmine

[Thanks to HuntingtonM15 for lyrics]

[Thanks to Melissa for corrections]