The Battle of Blair Mountain
by Louise Mosrie

Capo 7th fret to match recording. If you don't sing that high, slide the capo down to work for your voice. 
I sing it with the capo on 3rd.

Intro: Am, C, G, Dm - twice
Am                                C   
Find a vein and drain the black gold.
G                    Dm
Hoping to god, that the timbers hold.
Am                          C
Like my father before me, it's all I know,
        G                 Dm         Am, C, G, Dm  
We live only to harvest the coal.

Am                 C
Mine owners mercy is shallow as a grave
          G                   Dm
Living in shantytowns, we got no say.
Am                      C
14 hour shifts and such a meager wage
           G                      Dm     Am
And Mother Jones can't help us now anyway. Anyway.

        C                                  G
 	 We'll take the roads. We'll take the train by force.
           Dm                              G
 	 O deliver us Lord from the gathering storm
       C                          G
 	 Lay down your bibles, take up your guns.
                Dm             G               Am, C, G, Dm
 	 Blair Mountain, here we come.

Am                C
Red bandanas tell us what side you're on.
          G                      Dm
We're the Rednecks of the union - 1921
Am              C
We leave tonight 13000 strong.
              G                                Dm            Am
We'll take the fight to Blair Mountain before the dawn.


       C                                   G
 	 We'll take the roads. We'll take the train by force.
           Dm                              G
 	 O deliver us Lord from the gathering storm
       C                         G
 	 Lay down your bibles, take up your guns.
                Dm            G               Am, C, G, Dm
 	 Blair Mountain, here we come.

Am                       C
I fight for my father still buried in the mine
         G                        Dm
I fight for my son – so he'll have a better life.
Am                                  C
We're soldiers of the Great War and it don't seem right
          G                        Dm                      Am
To treat a man like a dog just to make a dime.

       C                                   G
 	 We'll take the roads. We'll take the train by force.
           Dm                              G
 	 O deliver us Lord from the gathering storm
       C                         G
 	 Lay down your bibles, take up your guns.
                Dm            G               Am, C, G, Dm
 	 Blair Mountain, here we come.

Am                      C
Find a vein and drain the black gold.
           G                 Dm                        Am
You better hope to God that the timbers hold.