The Ln Dont Stop Here Anymore

	  		
 Verse 

   G             F           G  
    When I was a curly headed baby,  
                     F             G  
    my daddy sat me down upon his knee.  
                              F                     G  
    He said, "Boy, you go to school and learn your letters,  
              D                     G  
    don't you be a dirty miner like me."  


       F                                          G  
I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow,  
  F                        G  
coal cars rambled past my door,  
                            F             G  
Now they're standing in an rusty row all empty,  
        D                      G  
and the L & N don't stop here anymore.
  


    verse 2 

                             F           G  
    Well, I used to think my daddy was a black man,  
                          F                G  
    with script enough to buy the company store.  
                 F                         G  
    Now he goes downtown with his pockets empty,  
            D                              G  
    and his face is white as the February snow.  

       F                                          G  
I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow,  
  F                       G  
coal cars rambled past my door,                             
                            F             G  
Now they're standing in an rusty row all empty,  
        D                      G  
and the L & N don't stop here anymore.  


Instrumental 

( G F G  G F G  D G )  


   verse 3 

         G                 F                     G  
   Last night I dreamed I went down to the coal yard  
                         F             G  
    to draw my pay just like I’d done before.  
                               F                  G  
    Them ol' kudzu vines were coming through the window,  
                                 D                   G  
   and the weeds and grass were growing through the floor.  


       F                                         G  
I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow,  
  F                        G  
coal cars rambled past my door,  
                           F             G  
Now they're standing in a rusty row all empty,  
        D                      G  
and the L & N don't stop here anymore.  

        D                      G  
And the L & N don't stop here anymore.