[Verse 1]
[E]Many a man down in these here hills
Made a living off that [B7]old black [E]gold
[E]Now there ain't nothing but welfare and pills
And the wind never [B7]felt so [E]cold
[Verse 2]
I'll be [E]one of the first in a long long line
Not to go down from that [B7]old black [E]lung
My [E]death will be slower than the rest of my kind
And my life will be sadder than the [B7]songs they all [E]sung[E/F#][E/G#]
[Chorus]
[A]Old King Coal what are [E]we gonna do
When the mountains are gone and [B7]so are [E]you[E/F#][E/G#]
[Bridge]
They [A]come from the city [E]to lend a hand
Carrying signs saying, "Shut the mines [B7]down"
We ain't [A]looking for pity and you [E]don't [E/F#]un - [E/G#]der - [A]stand
So go [E]back to your city now cause [B7]this ain't your [E]town
[Instrumental]
[A] [E] [E] [B7] [E]
[Verse 3]
[E]My Great Grandfather spent his days in a coal mine
And his nights on the [B7]porch in a [E]chair
[E]Now he's in heaven and down here in hell
The [B7]rivers run muddy and the [A]moun - [A/G#]tains [A/F#]are [E]bare[E/F#][E/G#]
[Chorus]
[A]Old King Coal what are [E]we gonna do
When the mountains are gone and [B7]so are [E]you[E/F#][E/G#]
[A]Old King Coal what are [E]we gonna do
When the mountains are gone and [B7]so are [E]you
[E]Many a man down in these here hills
Made a living off that [B7]old black [E]gold
[E]Now there ain't nothing but welfare and pills
And the wind never [B7]felt so [E]cold
[Verse 2]
I'll be [E]one of the first in a long long line
Not to go down from that [B7]old black [E]lung
My [E]death will be slower than the rest of my kind
And my life will be sadder than the [B7]songs they all [E]sung[E/F#][E/G#]
[Chorus]
[A]Old King Coal what are [E]we gonna do
When the mountains are gone and [B7]so are [E]you[E/F#][E/G#]
[Bridge]
They [A]come from the city [E]to lend a hand
Carrying signs saying, "Shut the mines [B7]down"
We ain't [A]looking for pity and you [E]don't [E/F#]un - [E/G#]der - [A]stand
So go [E]back to your city now cause [B7]this ain't your [E]town
[Instrumental]
[A] [E] [E] [B7] [E]
[Verse 3]
[E]My Great Grandfather spent his days in a coal mine
And his nights on the [B7]porch in a [E]chair
[E]Now he's in heaven and down here in hell
The [B7]rivers run muddy and the [A]moun - [A/G#]tains [A/F#]are [E]bare[E/F#][E/G#]
[Chorus]
[A]Old King Coal what are [E]we gonna do
When the mountains are gone and [B7]so are [E]you[E/F#][E/G#]
[A]Old King Coal what are [E]we gonna do
When the mountains are gone and [B7]so are [E]you
