He's a poor man
cause mining's all he's known
And miners don't get rich loading coal
He's a sick man,
cause the coal dust took its stand
But he don't expect to get no help
from that operator man
Well, it's goodbye old -timer,
I guess our time has come.
Those waterholes,
that dirty coal dust
eatin' up our lungs.
We'll leave this world
just as poor
as the day we saw the sun.
Well it's goodbye old timer,
all your mining is done.
I remember the time
when I could load more
coal than any man.
Now my health is gone, buried in,
down in that dirty ground.
And they've taken away my right,
privilege to be a man,
but I know that I can't tell all that
to that operator man.
Well it's goodbye old timer,
I guess our time has come.
Those waterholes, that dirty coal dust
eatin' up our lungs.
We'll leave this world
just as poor
as the day we saw the sun
Well, it's goodbye, old -timer
All your minin' is done
Remember old -timers,
when we were little kids,
we'd talk about our mining days
when we got grown and big.
But now we're all broken men,
they don't need us around.
Though we gave our lives
to make them rich,
they won't give us a dime.
Well, it's goodbye old time,
I guess our time is come.
Those water holes,
that dirty coal dust
eatin' up our lungs.
We'll leave this world
just as poor
as the day we saw the sun
Well it's goodbye old timer,
all your mining is done
Mmmhh.. Mmmhh..