In the black dust towns of east Tennessee   All the work's about the same   And you may not go to the job in the ground   But you learn the miner's refrain      I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole   Down in a deep, dark hole   I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole   Down in a deep, dark hole      When you search the rain for the silver cloud   And you wait on days of gold   When you pitch to the bottom   Then the dirt comes down   You cry so cold, so cold      I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole   Down in a deep, dark hole      Now there's something good in a worried song   For the trouble in your soul   'Cause a worried man who's been a long way down   Down in a deep dark hole      I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole   Down in a deep, dark hole   I'm down in a hole, I'm down in a hole   Down in a deep, dark hole   I'm down in a deep, dark hole