Blue Highway
only seventeen
Down in this place of endless night
By the pale blue glow of a carbide light
Where your next breath could be your last
Taken by a roof fall, or methane gas
He was just a young boy, only seventeen
With a heart filled with life and a head filled with dreams
Biding his time down in the ground
Until one night he heard that awful sound
The timbers cracked as the top came in
He the cries and prayers of some mighty men
Saying âGod have mercy on our poor souls,
Must we all perish for this seam of coal?â
Itâs been fifty years since those lives were lost
But in a minerâs world thereâs still an awful cost
No one knows for sure, but many men have seen
The pale figure of a miner, only seventeen
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- Original Traditional
- The Game
- Sounds Of Home
- Miscellaneous
- Still Climbing Mountains
- New Country: September 1995
- The Rough Guide to the Music of the Appalachians
- Wondrous Love
- Midnight Storm
- Wind to the West
- Marbletown
- Lonesome Pine
- Choice Picks
- Music of Coal: Mining Songs From the Applachian Coalfields
- Some Day: The Fifteenth Anniversary Collection
- Dark As A Dungeon: Songs Of The Mines
- Rebel Records: 35 Years of The Best in Bluegrass
- Drive-Time Bluegrass
- Celebration of Life: Musicians Against Childhood Cancer
- O Lord How Great Thou Art Volume 2