"Mine For A Home" lyrics

"Mine For A Home"

In the Sandy fields just west of nowhere
That's where he lays them to rest
And he covers them up with rags of satin

And hands his family to death
Twenty years old he was bound for mining
He worked on that steam powered drill
In the dusty grey light he'd sing songs for the lonely
The lost boys who were digging in the hills

Said for all my digging
I'll never strike gold
For all my love and I'm still alone
And from all this drinking my pockets have holes
Sometimes I wish I could mine for a home

Got in a couple of fights had to leave town in a hurry
Got a job with that big tobacco man
Fell in love with the girl but you never remarried
He just couldn't do it again

Said for all my digging
I'll never strike gold
For all my love and I'm still alone
And from all this drinking my pockets have holes
Sometimes I wish I could mine for a home

Said for all my digging
I'll never strike gold
For all my love and I'm still alone
And from all this drinking my pockets have holes
Sometimes I wish I could mine for a home


Writer(s): Benjamin Rogers
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