Sit down buddy we'll drink and smoke
Woman don't you weep for me
My hands can't fiddle and my heart's been broke
You damned old piney mountain
Lost my fingers in the Galax mill
Buddy sing a sad old song
And my heart got broke in the yew pine hills
Lordy my time ain't long
I started out to loggin' when I was in my prime
Woman don't you weep for me
Hitchin' up the spruce to the big drag lines
You damned old piney mountain
Where the skidders start a-buckin' as the years come down
Buddy sing a sad old song
Makin' God's own thunder on the new-cut ground
Lordy my time ain't long
We was fightin' over nothin' and drinkin' too hard
Woman don't you weep for me
Ridin' up to camp on the flat-wheel car
You damned old piney mountain
Thirty years a-hangin' on the old chain brake
Buddy sing a sad old song
Laid off and paid off in '58
Lordy my time ain't long
And the skidders got sold to a scrap iron yard
Woman don't you weep for me
I moved down Virginia when the times got hard
You damned old piney mountain
Lost my fingers to a steel band saw
Buddy sing a sad old song
Now my fiddle just hangs untuned on the wall
Lordy my time ain't long
And the trees have grown up on the logging road
Woman don't you weep for me
And the wildflowers bloom where the big shays blow
You damned old piney mountain
There's nothin' left for me but to drink and smoke
Buddy sing a sad old song
My hands can't fiddle and my heart's been broke
Lordy my time ain't long