I could see the pride in your eyes
When you got the news that day
Sixty hours a week, tires on a Jeep
And you'd have off every twelve days
I never thought that mistress in the mountain
Might take you away from me
But sometimes you gotta
dance with the devil
To put shoes on baby's feet
So I'll pack your lunch and send you off into the dark
I pray that mine won't steal you from me Like you stole my heart
And I will wait for you
Till you're gray and old
And if the mountain
calls you home
With you I will go
I'll wait for you Till those hills run out of coal
And the county company folds And we all go broke
I spend my honeymoon in the living room
And you spend yours down in the mines
But at age nineteen,
yeah that was fine with me But it gets harder over time
When you're home go straight to bed Cause you're too tired to speak
Darling I don't mind the lonely or the ashes in the sheets
And I will wait for you
Till you're gray and old
And if the mountain calls you home
With you I will go
I'll thank the good lord every day
That we got there
And I will wait for you Even if that mountain wins
I won't let this be the end I won't give up hope
Love don't go broke