Number of Lyrics in Album : 6
By Kathy Mattea, I remember the ways in the bygone days
when we was
By Kathy Mattea, Travelin' on down that coal town road
Listen to my rubber
By Kathy Mattea, Now that our mountain is growing
With people hungry for wealth
How
By Kathy Mattea, Oh, come all you young fellers, young and so fine
Seek
By Kathy Mattea, Oh, can't you see that pretty little bird
Singing with all
By Kathy Mattea, In the deep dark hills of Eastern Kentucky
That's the place