By Steep Canyon Rangers Capo 4 Call oken the lives of too many good men Been hauling coal since i was big enough to fight Some 30 odd shift with out a glimpse of daylight The corporation likes to say that everythings alright Dig your self a hole get outa sight Theres a dark cloud above me thats blocking out the sun Burn another hundred coal listen to the engines run 1 half is starving while the others having fun So call the captain, call the captain, call the captain, call the captia (guitaretab.com)