| Song | Coal Tattoo |
| Artist | Kathy Mattea |
| Album | Coal |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Travelin' on down that coal town road | |
| Listen to my rubber tires whine | |
| Goodbye to buckeye and white sycamore | |
| I'm leavin' you behind | |
| Oh, I've been a coal miner all my life | |
| Layin' down track in a hole | |
| Got a back like ironwood, bent by the wind | |
| Blood veins as blue as the coal | |
| Blood veins as blue as the coal | |
| Well, somebody said, “ | |
| That's a strange tattoo | |
| You have on the side of your head” | |
| I said, “That's a blue mark left by the coal | |
| Little more and | |
| I'd a been dead” | |
| Oh, I love the rumble and | |
| I love the dark | |
| Lord, I love the cool of the slate | |
| But it's going down that new road lookin' for a job | |
| Travelin' and lookin’ | |
| I hateTravelin' and lookin’ | |
| I hateSome day when | |
| I'm dead and gone | |
| To heaven the land of my dreams | |
| I won't have to worry ‘bout losin' my job | |
| To bad times and big machines | |
| Oh, I got no house | |
| Lord, I got no job | |
| Just got a worried soul | |
| And a blue tattoo on the side of my head | |
| Left by the number nine coal | |
| Left by the number nine coal |
| Travelin' on down that coal town road | |
| Listen to my rubber tires whine | |
| Goodbye to buckeye and white sycamore | |
| I' m leavin' you behind | |
| Oh, I' ve been a coal miner all my life | |
| Layin' down track in a hole | |
| Got a back like ironwood, bent by the wind | |
| Blood veins as blue as the coal | |
| Blood veins as blue as the coal | |
| Well, somebody said, " | |
| That' s a strange tattoo | |
| You have on the side of your head" | |
| I said, " That' s a blue mark left by the coal | |
| Little more and | |
| I' d a been dead" | |
| Oh, I love the rumble and | |
| I love the dark | |
| Lord, I love the cool of the slate | |
| But it' s going down that new road lookin' for a job | |
| Travelin' and lookin' | |
| I hateTravelin' and lookin' | |
| I hateSome day when | |
| I' m dead and gone | |
| To heaven the land of my dreams | |
| I won' t have to worry ' bout losin' my job | |
| To bad times and big machines | |
| Oh, I got no house | |
| Lord, I got no job | |
| Just got a worried soul | |
| And a blue tattoo on the side of my head | |
| Left by the number nine coal | |
| Left by the number nine coal |
| Travelin' on down that coal town road | |
| Listen to my rubber tires whine | |
| Goodbye to buckeye and white sycamore | |
| I' m leavin' you behind | |
| Oh, I' ve been a coal miner all my life | |
| Layin' down track in a hole | |
| Got a back like ironwood, bent by the wind | |
| Blood veins as blue as the coal | |
| Blood veins as blue as the coal | |
| Well, somebody said, " | |
| That' s a strange tattoo | |
| You have on the side of your head" | |
| I said, " That' s a blue mark left by the coal | |
| Little more and | |
| I' d a been dead" | |
| Oh, I love the rumble and | |
| I love the dark | |
| Lord, I love the cool of the slate | |
| But it' s going down that new road lookin' for a job | |
| Travelin' and lookin' | |
| I hateTravelin' and lookin' | |
| I hateSome day when | |
| I' m dead and gone | |
| To heaven the land of my dreams | |
| I won' t have to worry ' bout losin' my job | |
| To bad times and big machines | |
| Oh, I got no house | |
| Lord, I got no job | |
| Just got a worried soul | |
| And a blue tattoo on the side of my head | |
| Left by the number nine coal | |
| Left by the number nine coal |