Jay Rockefeller’s stance in favor of coal mining and global warming moved me to revisit John Denver’s most famous song. Here’s a set of lyrices for the 21st century:
The C.O.G. Song (Coal, Oil, Gas)
Sung to the tune of “Take Me Home, Country Roads”
Global warming, West Virginia,
All strip mining
And polluted rivers.
Life is hard there,
If you don’t own a mine.
They ride in a limo,
You walk the picket line.
CHORUS
Get me out of this state
To a place I don’t hate.
West Virginia, lost my mama.
Get me out of this place.
All my memories are of black dust,
Miner’s blue jeans, stranger to clean water.
Dark and dusty, can hardly see the sky.
Black lung killed my daddy,
Coal dust in my eye.
Get me out of this state
To a place I don’t hate.
West Virginia, you’re not my mama.
Get me out of this place.
I hear the booms,
In the morning hour they wake me,
They remind me they’re blastin’ at the mine, damn the mine!
And driving down the road I get a feelin’
That I’d better hit that county line, county line!
Get me out of this state
To a place I don’t hate.
West Virginia, you got no mama.
Get me out of this place.
Get me out, any way.
Get me out, far away.
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