I cannot measure the rocks that I gather
My load another man’s stack
I labour hard on the live long day
Before the man and before the clock
But let me first continue the verse
Night and day
Night on night
Bury my head
Bow me down
Until the chorus is turned out
And the chased thought from a dream
Is real and revealed
And running is coming to an end
There is nothing so sweet as the rarest find
And the ways it sets unique
On the hand of every man
And the way it sets
On the palm of a woman
I cannot measure the rocks that I gather
My load another man’s stack
I labor hard on the live long day
Before man and before the clock
My work puts dirt and soot under my finger nails
And a fine dusting on all of my skin’s surface
Yes, I am changed by its ways
My labor hurts
The work for what it is worth
A finer place for mining souls
I mine gold in coal mines
The flavor would be recognized as the rarest kind
And recognized as a symbol of hope
In difficult times
All times are difficult
My smoke will speak of pain and pleasure
The way toward the center
Work hard, choose fast, make it last, and don’t waste time
A finer place for mining souls
I mine gold in coal mines
There is nothing so sweet as the rarest find
The ways it sets unique
On the hand of every man
And the way it sets
On the palm of a woman
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