Cumberland Blues Lyrics - Workingman's Dead - Grateful Dead

I can't stay here much longer, Melinda 

The sun is getting high 

I can't help you with your troubles 

If you won't help with mine 

I gotta get down 

I gotta get down 

Gotta get down to the mine 

You keep me up just one more night 

I can't stop here no more 

Little Ben clock says quarter to eight 

You kept me up till four 

I gotta get down 

I gotta get down 

Or I can't work there no more 

Lotta poor man make a five dollar bill 

Will keep him happy all the time 

Some other fellow's making nothing at all 

And you can hear him cry 

Can I go, buddy, can I go down 

Take your shift at the mine 

Gotta get down to the Cumberland mine 

Gotta get down to the Cumberland mine 

That's where I mainly spend my time 

Make good money, five dollars a day 

If I made any more I might move away 

Lotta poor man got the Cumberland Blues 

He can't win for losing 

Lotta poor man got to walk the line 

Just to pay his union dues 

I don't know now, I just don't know 

If I'm coming back again 

I don't know now, I just don't know 

If I'm coming back again 

I don't know now, I just don't know 

If I'm coming back again