The Mountain

C G Am / / / / / / / C / / / / Dm / / / F / / / G C Em Am I was born on this mountain a long, long time ago F Dm F G Before they knocked down the timber and they strip-mined all the coal C Em Am When they rose up in the mornin’ before it was daylight F C Dm C To go down in that dark hole and come back up at night I was born on this mountain, this mountain’s my home She holds and she keeps me from worry and woe Well they took everything she gave, she gave and now she’s gone But I’ll die on this mountain, this mountain’s my home I was young on this mountain, but now I am old And I know every hollow, every cool swimmin’ hole ‘Til one night I lay down and I woke up to find That my childhood was over; I went back down in the mine There’s a hole in this mountain, it’s dark and it’s deep And God only knows all the secrets that it keeps There’s a chill in the air only miners can feel There’s ghosts in the tunnels that the company sealed.