Black Reliable Gold - The King's Blues Club
Ain't no stars above my head
Just tons of heavy clay
Ain't no parades down in the dark
To celebrate the day
It ain't a job for angels
Working out of sight
But we're the kings of the underground
Breathing in the night
Every man down in this pit
Is working like a hound
Tossing coal up from the belly
Of the underworld ground
We're stealing all the devil's fuel
Right beneath his feet
Leave his boilers freezing cold
We took away his heat
Blasted, broken, chipped and cold
Hauling out that black
Reliable gold
Yeah, that black
Reliable gold
Covered in this devil dust
Looking like a ghost
But that heavy freight train carries
What the country needs the most
We're tearing up the belly
Of mother earth below
Just to keep the fires burning
When the winter winds blow
Listen to the mine cart scream
Rolling down the track
Every ounce of power rests right here
Upon our back
They tell us to feed the fire
With a pat upon the head
But we feel it in our blistered hands
And muscles made of lead
Blasted, broken, chipped and cold
Hauling out that black
Reliable gold
Yeah, that black
Reliable gold
Paycheck might be heavy
But the hunger never dies
Digging down so deep
You lose the light behind your eyes
We spend our whole lives mining in this vein
Of jet black coal
And we forget to take a pickaxe
To our own damn soul
Look back at the craters
The scars upon the land
Mother earth I hope to God
That you can understand
Forgive us for the violent way
We tear into your chest
Ain't no rest for the wicked Lord
Ain't no time to rest
Blasted, broken, chipped and cold
Hauling out that black
Reliable gold
Yeah, that black
Reliable gold
Drilling through the centuries
Hammering the bone
Ain't no sweet guitars down here
Just the engines groan
Jackhammer bust a seam
That looks just like a skull
Nothing but the ringing in the mind
That's growing dull
Don't you fear the shadows
Don't you choke upon the dust
You ain't walking by yourself
You got brothers you can trust
We dug out this heavy labyrinth
We carved out every wall
We're gonna ride the cages up
Or together we will fall
Blasted, broken, chipped and cold
Hauling out that black
Reliable gold
Yeah, that black
Reliable gold