Emmaline

I am of the view that these can’t thug it
Well hear of emmaline
Where the coal trucks roll
Across the mountains
They pass by load
And always behind
You got to know just one woman
No she played upon as a man
When he kissed his wife
Goodbye that morning

Leaving her for emmaline
He loaded up at river bottom
Twenty tons of coal could knock him there
Took all the weight on his shoulder
And a cheating heart he could not bear

It’s an awesome rig that leads to hay side
Those girls was clear dead that as his mind
Who went in he hold a million
Was mounting flowers in the night
They wondered how that record have them
John knew every sound he heard
One thousand feet straight to the bottom
But he never screamed and he never squirmed
John and his wife cried tears of sorrow
But he never had no shame now
But the never found John around his body
And I’m going to dress of emmaline
And I’m going to dress of emmaline