Men of the Deep

It’s quarter past six in the morning’
Seems like I just closed my eyes
Mornin’ comes quick on these weary old bones
I see the sun starting to rise
Fire must have went out the house is so cold
Noth wall is callin’ so I have to go down and
Chorus:
Haul in the timbers, set up the jacks
Make one more trip down those coal covered tracks
Like all those before me their souls rest in peace
I pray they watch o’er me the men of the deep
Coal stove tea is ‘a brewin’
As I shake off the cold from my bones
Thinking’ ‘bout things I’d rather be doin’
Than workin’ to pay past due loans
Workin’ in darkness a thousand feet under
Where the big miner cuts
And the coal falls like thunder
Chorus:
Haul in the timbers, set up the jacks
Make one more trip down those coal covered tracks
Like all those before me their souls rest in peace
I pray they watch o’er me the men of the deep
Haul in the timbers, set up the jacks
Make one more trip down those coal covered tracks
Like all those before me their souls rest in peace
I pray they watch o’er me the men of the deep
Like my daddy before me
May his soul rest in peace
I pray he’ll watch o’er me
This man of the deep