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Where the ridges roll high and the valleys swing low
In the shadow of the mountain, 'neath the Kentuck coal
Where my kinfolk lie and the river cuts deep
In the shadow of the mountain, won't you bury me?
Won't you bury me?

For a many long year, since the family come down
From up the Ohio to a company town
Here I spend my days with no desire to roam
Just living in the shade, up the head of Marrowbone

I was barely a boy when the Devil crept in
First he took my Pa and then he took my friends
Be it by way of a pill or by way of a mine
There were many good soul would be relieved of their life

Where the ridges roll high and the valleys swing low
In the shadow of the mountain, 'neath the Kentuck coal
Where my kinfolk lie and the river cuts deep
In the shadow of the mountain, won't you bury me?

He turned his hands in the Earth and now it burns when it rains
He was the ink in the pen script away your pain
He tapped your water, your well, boys, and he hardened your veins
Lord, digging towards the Devil in the Dollar's name

Where the ridges roll high and the valleys swing low
In the shadow of the mountain, 'neath the Kentuck coal
Where my kinfolk lie and the river cuts deep
In the shadow of the mountain, won't you bury me?

Now I'm alone in this world, not a friend to my name
A sickle shadow cast by, on my windowpane
And as my time draws near near heaven take my soul
Amongst the rest of my line, won't you lay my bones

Where the ridges roll high and the valleys swing low
In the shadow of the mountain, 'neath the Kentuck coal
Where my kinfolk lie and the river cuts deep
In the shadow of the mountain, won't you bury me?
Yeah, in the shadow of the mountain, won't you bury me?