Black Lung Heartache (Live) - Joe Bonamassa

Well, I'm a man of the mountain

I'm just made of dirt

Of this earth, I traveled

Like a shepherd and his herd

And I said hang on, hang on

Black lung heartache

I sleep in a modest house

These green hills I mind

And if I plow, who'll tend my children

Who will be by the side?

And I said hang on, hang on

Black lung heartache

I've shed many tears

Seems I can't shed no more

You can see them on the table

You can see 'em on the floor

And I said hang on, hang on

Black lung heartache

I've seen many men

They become hard as nails

Carrying their hammers

Like keys to a jail

Now I said hang on, hang on

Black lung heartache

Now I said so long, so long

Black lung heartache