I get up before the sunrise
And head on down to the mine
Working from darkness to darkness
Leaving sunlight far behind
20 years now, I've been in the mine
Cause there ain't no other way
My days are led by beans and bread
And a Kansas coal miner's pay

Oh, Anna Lee where's your daddy?
Oh, Anna Lee where's your daddy?

How well I remember that winter's day
During the strike of '21
Me and Clyde and old John Cox
We knew what had to be done
Just trying to keep our families warm
We headed out back just south of the farm
Me and Clyde and old John Cox
Took our shovels and our picks and started moving them rocks

Oh, the January wind blew cold
Oh, the January wind blew cold

Then I felt a rumble
And heard an awful cracking sound
The big wall up above us
Was coming down
When I came to, my two little boys
Were digging me out
As I brushed off the dirt, I saw the kids all running
I heard the women shout

Oh, Anna Lee where's your daddy?
Oh, Anna Lee where's your daddy?

You know Clyde had six little children
And John had four of his own
I could see all their faces
As I drove my wagon home
The coyotes howled and the snow started falling
No moon in sight
Me and my sons rode along in silence
Through the winter night

Oh, the January wind blew cold
Oh, the January wind blew cold

1969
The Address Book
Dangerous
Every Day
Full Moon
Headed Home
How Many Miles
Leaving the Old Life Behind
The Mission
Nobody's Stopping You
Not Zen Enough Yet
One Word
Paseo
Pining for the Moon
Am I Dreaming Now
The Question
Sensitive Men
Slow Down
Start Again
Ted
Terry's Song
Unpacking
Virginia
You Can't Throw Love Away
You Make the Potion

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