Top Songs By Old Crow Medicine Show
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Old Crow Medicine Show
Performer
Ketch Secor
Vocals
Morgan Jahnig
Bass
Cory Younts
Harmony Vocals
Jerry Pentecost
Drums
Mason Via
Harmony Vocals
mike harris
Slide Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ketch Secor
Songwriter
Trey Hensley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Old Crow Medicine Show
Producer
Matt Ross-Spang
Mixing Engineer
Morgan Jahnig
Recording Engineer
Sally Williams
Producer
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
If you're thumbin' down a dog-town road
With your tongue back, draggin' ass, hotter than a train track
Harlan up to Middlesboro
With your coal seam, jimson weed, wildcat, wind speed
Big Sandy to the Big O
On an overdrive mainline, try to clear Kentucky alive
My, my, such a lost tribe
Don't you know?
Don't you know?
Don't you know?
Don't you know? You know, you know
There used to be a mountain here
There used to be a river so clear, we could swim to the bottom
There was heart, there was soul, but I guess that we forgot 'em
'Cause there ain't nothin' standin' out the window, but a sign on a slag pile
It says, it said there used to be a mountain here
If you're thumbin' down a drag-mine road
And your quick set toothache needs a little opiate
Lookin' for a pot a-gold
With a go-devil, Honda rebel, OxyContin coal shovel
Climb on up the tipple and go
Straight to a gunnysack, polecat
Mitch'll have a heart attack, you know
Don't you know?
Don't you know?
Don't you know? You know, you know
There used to be a mountain here
There used to be a river so clear, we could swim to the bottom
There was heart, there was soul, but I guess that we forgot 'em
'Cause there ain't nothin' standin' out the window but a sign on a slag pile
It says, it said there used to be a mountain here
There used to be a house on the edge of town
There used to be a job and a roller rink
Church on Sunday, passin' the plate around
There used to be a river full of catfish
We'd catch just to let 'em go
Ah, we used to let it flow
But now, we've let ourselves go
Hey!
So, if you're thumbin' down a coal town road
And you're all jacked, smoke-stacked, suckin' on a thumb tack
Swingin' at the end of your rope
From a shoelace, total waste, sign your whole life away
Don't forget the debt that you're owed
From the fat cats, race rats, big pharma', tall stacks
They're the ones a-diggin' the hole
All the way down to Guangzhou
Don't you know?
Don't you know?
Don't you know?
Don't you know? You know, you know
There used to be a mountain here
There used to be a river so clear, we could swim to the bottom
There was heart, there was soul, but I guess that we forgot 'em
'Cause there ain't nothin' standin' out the window but a sign on a slag pile
It says, it said there used to be a mountain here (hey, hey, hey)
There used to be a mountain here (hey, hey, hey, hey)
There used to be a mountain here (hey, hey, hey, hey)
There used to be a mountain
Writer(s): Trey Hensley, Ketch Secor
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