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