Johnny Cash
"The L&n Don't Stop Here Anymore"

(Tom T. Hall)

When I was the curly headed baby my daddy sat me down upon his knees
He said boy you go to school learn you letters don't you be a dirty miner like
me
I was born and raised in the mount of the Hazard Hollow
Coal cars ramble pass my door
Now they're standin' in rusty row all empty and the L and N don't stop here
anymore

I used to think my daddy was a black man
With scrip enough to buy the company store
Now he goes dawntown with empty pockets and his face is white as February snow
I was born and raised...
[ fiddle ]
Last night I dreamed I went down to the coal yard
To draw my pay like I always did before
But them ol' cuts of vine were coming through the windows
And leaves and grass are growin' through the floor