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MATEWAN

At the depot by the station,
Seven mercenaries fell,
Pain, the price of liberation,
Seven fortune soldiers gone to Hell,

In Matewan,
There was nothing left to lose,
Carry on,
As the sparks ignite the fuse,
In Matewan,
It was time to make a stand,
Stone Mountain,
Was pounded into sand

We will gather up in Charleston
Marching to the county line,
Come on join the insurection,
Tomarow's tale remains undefined

In Matewan,
There was nothing left to lose,
Carry on,
As the sparks ignite the fuse,
In Matewan,
It was time to make a stand,
Stone Mountain,
Was pounded into sand

Asassins in the county courthouse,
Mongrels in the barbeque
Riders on the Blue Steel Special,
Bloody Mingo by canoe

There is thunder in the mountains,
There's a river running red,
Marching on to Blair Mountain,
Mourn the quick and praise the dead

In Matewan,
There was nothing left to lose,
Carry on,
As the sparks ignite the fuse,
In Matewan,
It was time to make a stand,
Stone Mountain,
Was pounded into sand,
Black Lung Madonna,
Take us home,
Redneck redeemer,
Black Lung Madonna,
Stone Mountain,
Pounded into dust



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