Chords for The Dead South - Black Lung | OurVinyl Sessions

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_ Basically, we are all alone in the center of a pickaxe [E] mine.
[Em] Black lung stings as a pickaxe swings.
The void of the mind closes in.
The devil came and the angel sang a song of a holy ghost.
Tempted the soul from the pennies to the gold like the dust I spit from my mouth.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, _ _ [E] oh.
I remember the night with the barroom fight where I [Em] killed all my best friends.
Gambled it away with a whiskey open keg and we never saw it again.
Well, I had a _ high school and her name was Lila G.
Saved her way to escape some place on a local miner's miner peg.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ Saved so long before it [E] came and gone at least 27 [E] times.
[Em] Fell through the [E] floorboards and in deep, dark [Em] darkness we never saw it again.
So West Virginia's home and that's why we're staying through the blade of the Bible here.
[E] [Em] Jesus says we're [E] wicked so we just keep on picking at the [B] scalp of the open mind. _ [Em] Oh _ _ _ _ _
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