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Clinchfield Rail

from Sounds Like Fresh by Jeff Przech

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The soot so thick and black I could cut it with my knife
And it’s been four months, or maybe more, since I’ve seen my pretty wife
I pray I’m home before too long, though that’s prob’ly just a dream,
To meet my newborn baby boy who’s waiting there for me
Every day is longer than the one that came before
Carving earth and moving rock ‘til my body can take no more
Two hundred miles left ahead to reach that Carolina line
Got to get that coal to Spartanburg from the old Virginia mine

Good Lord willing and the creek don’t rise
I’ll make it to see my next sunrise
And I’ll be home by Christmas time
If the Clinchfield Rail gets through

The Appalachian sky so blue, the sun it burns so bright
We sit around the campfire singing lonely songs at night
But each night there’s one more missing who didn’t last the day
Falling to their deaths someone else keeping their pay
They’re buried in silent graves beneath eighty feet of fill
They gave their lives to make a living and now they never will
Still a hundred miles left ahead to reach that Carolina line
Got to get that coal to Spartanburg from the old Virginia mine


For these tunnels and these bridges I’ve sacrificed my life
And it’s been four years, or maybe more, since I’ve seen my pretty wife
The boom towns start to look the same as we drive on through these hills
Through the back country land with black diamonds and smoke from moonshine stills
The Blue Ridge Mountains stand before me, the promise that they hold
To connect this Appalachian land to the rest of the world
Only fifty miles left ahead to reach that Carolina line
Got to get that coal to Spartanburg from the old Virginia mine

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from Sounds Like Fresh, released March 4, 2015

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Jeff Przech Farmington, Connecticut

Jeff Przech ('Presh') is a songwriter & musician from Unionville, Connecticut.

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