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misty hills

sky pregnant with rain

god bless you old kentucky

your beauty keeps me sane

they want to kill you

love of gold, love of coal

choke the earth, giving birth

to filth for young and old

decapitated mountains

stumps spewing smoke

lungs turning black

workers going broke

fatcats growing rich

they will never stop it

panning polluted water

that's how they get their profit

the mountains need their heads again

i know where we can find some