Way down yonder in Tennesee, they leased the convicts out
To work in the coal mines, against free labor South;
Free labor rebelled against it To win it took some time
But while the lease was in effect, they made 'em rise and shine

cho: Buddy, won't you roll down the line?
Buddy, won't you roll down the line?
Yonder comes my darlin', comin down the line
Buddy, won't you roll down the line?
Buddy, won't you roll down the line?
Yonder comes my darlin', comin down the line

Early Monday morning they get you up on time,
Send you down to Lone Rock, just to look into that mine
Send you down to Lone Rock, just to look into that hole
Very next thing the captain says "You better get your pole"

cho:

The beans they are half done, the bread is not so well
The meat it is all burnt up and the coffee's black as heck
But when you get your task done and it's on the floor you fall
Anything you get to eat it'd taste good, done or raw

cho:

The bank boss he's a hard man, a man you all know well,
And if you don't get your task done, he's gonna give you hallelujah!
Carry you to the stockade, and it's on the floor you fall
Very next word you hear "You better get your pole (or coal)"

cho:

Note: based on the Coal Creek wars
Recorded by Dave Macon
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