| I was born on the very bad part of the town
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| Didn’t have windows in my tenement
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| Didn’t have dreams on my block
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| What I had was misery
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| What I had was misery
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| When at 21 years I moved away
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| Workin' in the coalmines in Pittsburgh and Philly, PA
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| Didn’t see the sun or the light
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| Workin' in the coalmines day and night
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| Then one night a cave-in came
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| A thousand men were killed at night
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| A thousand brothers killed at night
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| So I moved to the country, right right away
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| Where the sun was gold and the grass stayed green all day
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| Me and my love was playin' in the field
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| Me and my love was runnin' through the field
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| That night,
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| I was born in a run-down, lowdown, turn-down shack
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| Didn’t have enough to eat, or clothes on my back
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| But me and my brothers, we still found love
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| Me and my brothers, we shared a glove |