Sara Evans "CoalMine" |
Shotgun houses, shanty shacks Countin' those ties on the railroad tracks Thiry-four more, it's almost time To see my baby walking out of that Coal mine, covered with dust T-shirt tied, all muscled up All mine, head to toe Come on, come on whistle blow I can't wait to get him home Ain't gonna have nothing but the supper on Gonna keep him busy 'til it's time He goes back to that coal mine Some girls like them gussied up Wearing all that smelly stuff To me there's nothing quite so fine As my man standing out in front of that Coal mine, covered with dust T-shirt tied, all muscled up All mine, head to toe Come on, come on whistle blow Power's out, well that's all right We'll make love by a miner's light Gonna keep him busy 'til it's time He goes back to that coal mine Shotgun houses, shanty shacks Countin' those ties on the railroad tracks Just two more, it's almost time To see my baby walking out of that Coal mine, covered with dust T-shirt tied, all muscled up All mine, head to toe Come on, come on whistle blow Don't want no white-collared man Midnight, I like calloused hands To keep me busy 'til it's time He goes back to that coal mine Coal mine, covered with dust T-shirt tied, all muscled up All mine, head to toe Come on, come on whistle blow I can't wait to get him home Ain't gonna have nothing but the supper on Power's out, well that's all right We'll make love by a miner's light Don't want no white-collared man Midnight, I like calloused hands I can't wait to get him home Ain't gonna have nothing but the supper on Power's out, well that's all right We'll make love by a miner's light Don't want no white-collared man Midnight, I like calloused hands To keep me busy 'til it's time He goes back to that coal mine Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |