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Rust on the TracksPDF
Words & Music by Joe LaMay

When the mines built this town a long time ago
The coal cars were constantly fillin'
The miners dug deep to work for their keep
And the air was heavy from drillin'

The trains ran all day and trains ran all night
To haul out the coal they were minin'
And in the bright midday sun as the trains made their run
The tracks looked like silver a'shinin'

I was only a boy when this town was alive
We lived up the road in a holler
My father was bound to work underground
But he brought home a pretty good dollar

On hot summer days we'd follow the tracks
To the trestle where we'd go a'climbin'
And we'd watch the trains roll as they carried the coal
Over tracks like silver a'shinin'

Oh the livin' was good for a coal miner's kid
There was plenty of runnin' and foolin'
But the years they went by in the wink of an eye
And I was soon done with my schoolin'

But the mines had slowed down to one shift a day
No work for me to be findin'
So one day in the rain I left on the train
Down the tracks like silver a'shinin'

Now the years have gone by and I'm back in this town
The place where I did my growin'
But the mines have shut down and the workers are gone
And the coal is no longer a'flowin'

As I walk through the streets of this dead mining town
My heart fills with sorrow and pinin'
It's just broken down shacks and rust on the tracks
No longer like silver a'shinin'

©2012 Joe LaMay, Pressed For Time, BMI.
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606-305-6741

Released on:
LaMay & Reese Rust on the Tracks (2013)
Red Birdie Music

 


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