| When I was a boy my family would travel
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| Inta' Western Kentucky where my parents were born
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| To a lost little town there thats often remembered
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| So many times that my memory drew warn
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| And daddy won’t ya take me back to Mulingburg County
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| Down by the green river where Paradise lay
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| He said I’m sorry my son but yer too late in askin'
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| Mr. Peabodys' coal trains hauled it away
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| Well sometimes we travel right down the green river
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| To the abandoned old prison down by Gadry Hill
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| Where the air smelled like snakes an' we’d shoot off pistols
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| Ahh but empty pop bottles is all we would kill
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| And daddy won’t ya take me back to Mulingburg County
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| Down by the green river where paradise lay
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| He said i’m sorry my son but yer too late in askin'
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| Mr. Peabodys' coal train has hauled it away
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| Welll the coal compny' came with the worlds largest shovel
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| They tortured the timber and stripped all of the land
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| Lord they dug for their coal til the ground was forsaken
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| Then wrote it all down as a the Progress Of Man
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| So daddy won’t ya take me back to Mulingburg County
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| Down by the green river where Paradise lay
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| He said I’m sorry my son but yer too late in askin'
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| Mr. Peabodys' coal trains hauled it away
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| When I die let my ashes float down the green river
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| Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester Dam
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| I’ll be halfway to heaven with Paradise waitin'
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| Just 5 miles away from wherever I am
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| Ohhh… and daddy won’t ya take me back to Mulingburg County
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| Down by the green river where Paradise lay
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| He said I’m sorry my son but yer too late in askin'
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| Mr. Peabodys' coal train has hauled it away
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| He said I’m sorry my son but yer too late in askin'
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| Mr. Peabodys coal train has hauled it away
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| Oh Mr. Peabodys' coal train has hauled it away |