| Lyrics: | Roll Down the Line
Way down yonder in Tennesee, they leased the convicts out
To work
in the coal mines, against free labor South;
Free labor rebelled against it. To win it took
some time.
But while the lease was in effect, they made 'em rise and shine.
cho:
Buddy, won't you roll down the line?
Buddy, won't you roll down the line?
Yonder
comes my darlin', comin down the line.
Buddy, won't you roll down the line?
Buddy, won't you roll down the line?
Yonder comes my darlin', comin down the
line.
Early Monday morning they get you up on time,
Send you down to Lone Rock, just
to look into that mine.
Send you down to Lone Rock, just to look into that hole
Very next
thing the captain says "You better get your pole."
cho:
The beans they are
half done, the bread is not so well.
The meat it is all burnt up and the coffee's black as
heck.
But when you get your task done and it's on the floor you fall
Anything you get to
eat it'd taste good, done or raw.
cho:
The bank boss he's a hard man, a man
you all know well,
And if you don't get your task done, he's gonna give you
hallelujah!
Carry you to the stockade, and it's on the floor you fall
Very next word you
hear "You better get your pole (or coal)"
cho:
Note: based on the Coal Creek
wars.
Recorded by Dave Macon
@mine @jail @union @work
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