Now it's mama mama mama : please keep your big legs down
So I can stop old John Russell : Lord from hanging around
Says I load coal in the morning : and I cut corn late at 
night
When I come on home : and you and John Russell sure don't 
treat me right
Says I hate like the devil : to declare war in my happy 
home
Says I loaned you my money : and then you stole my gal 
and gone
Now you going to hear thunder and lightning : from the 
end of my pistol barrel
Says you stole my money : then you turned around and took 
my gal
Now my *old back* is a?breaking : and my lights is 
a?burning low
When I load this carload of coal captain : I sure ain't 
going load no more