Black Widow Lyrics

              Michelle Shocked
            (Poly Gram Songs, Inc)



Time is red				
Time is deadly				
Time under glass			
Time will tell				
Time will tell				 

The tale of the widow			
Who walks her web			
Mourning the night 			
Mourning her dead			
Mourning her dead			 

Did you lose him to a broom		
Trapped in a corner of the room		
Or was it under the foot 		
Of the marching black boot		 
Marching black boot			 

Is it the lonelines of the night	
That makes you reach out and bite	
The unawakened flesh			
You lady in distress			 
You poor suffering Murderess		 

Em D C B7 






               The L & N don't stop here anymore

                      Jean Ritchie
                  (Geordie Music Pub. Co)


Em             D          Em
When I was a curly-headed baby
                D           Em
My daddy set me down on his knee
                         D                     Em
Saying ``Son you go to school, you learn your letters
          C           D               Em
Don't you be no dusty miner, boy like me''
      D                                          Em
I was born and raised at the mouth of the Hazard Holler
          D                                    Em
Where the coal cars rolled and rumbled past my door
                         D               Em
But now they stand in a rusty row of all empties	
            C             D        Em
Because the L & N don't stop here anymore
							

I used to think my father was a black man		
With scrip enough to buy the company store		
But now he goes to town with empty pockets		
And his face is as white as the February snow		
I was born and raised at the mouth of the Hazard Holler	
Where the coal cars rolled and rumbled past my door 	
But now they stand in a rusty road of all empties	
Because the L & N don't stop here anymore		 

Never thought I'd live to lean to love the coaldust	
Never thought I'd pray to hear those temples roar	
But God I wish the grass would turn to money		
And then them greenbacks would fill my pockets once more
I was born and raised at the mouth of the Hazard Holler	
Where the coal cars rolled and rumbled past my door 	
But now they stand in a rusty road of all empties	
Because the L & N don't stop here anymore		 

Last night I dreamed I went down to the office		
To get my payday like I done before			
But them old kudzu vines was covering the doorway	
And there was leaves and grass growing up through the floor
I was born and raised at the mouth of the Hazard Holler	
Where the coal cars rolled and rumbled past my door 	
But now they stand in a rusty road of all empties	
Because the L & N don't stop here anymore