I can′t stay much longer, Melinda
The sun is getting high
I can't help you with your troubles
If you won′t help with mine
I gotta get down, I gotta get down
Gotta get down to the woo-ooh (to the mine)
You keep me up just one more night
I can't sleep here no more
Little Ben clock says quarter to eight
You kept me up 'till four
I gotta get down, I gotta get down
Or I can′t work there no more
A lot of poor man make a five dollar bill
A-keep him happy all the time
Some other fella′s makin' nothing at all
And you can hear him cry
"Can I go, buddy, can I go down
Take your shift at the mine?"
Gotta get down to the Cumberland mine
(Gotta get down to the Cumberland mine)
That′s where I mainly spend my time
Make good money, five dollars a day
Made anymore, I might move away, hey-ey-ey
Lotta poor man got the Cumberland blues
He can't win for losing
Lotta poor man got to walk the line
Just to pay his union dues
I don′t know now, I just don't know
If I′m going back again
I don't know now, I just don't know
If I′m going back again
I don′t know now, I just don't know
If I′m going back again
Writer(s): Robert Hunter, Philip Lesh, Jerry Garcia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
