There ain't nothing to do back home
Unless you're into coal or pills
There ain't nothing there to own
The mining stripped away the hills
There ain't nothing there to love
Since she left for Cincinnati
Never got no ring so she packed up
Said she ain't got nothing if she can't have me
But I don't cry
Cause what's the use
Sad feels right when you're born with the blues
I feel kind of lucky
To tell the truth
You can't lose nothing when there's nothing to lose
I sit and listen to the trains
I don't care where they're goin'
All I know is we're the same
Come rain or shine we've got to keep on rollin'
There could be trouble down the rails
What kind of gambler keeps on foldin'
Sometimes you play the hand you're dealt
It don't matter what you're holdin'
But I don't cry
Cause what's the use?
Sad feels right when you're born with the blues
I feel kind of lucky
To tell the truth
You can't lose nothing when there's nothing to lose
I don't cry
Cause what's the use
Sad feels right when you're born with the blues
I feel kind of lucky
To tell the truth
You can't lose nothing when there's nothing to lose
You can't lose nothing when there's nothing to lose
There ain't nothing to do back home
Unless you're into coal or pills