All of my stack, like a millionaire´s money
But I can´t get ´em back, and I´m sorry for that honey
There´s tracks behind my feet, mud up to my knees

Working with John and Ree, but he´s so hard to please, he´s so hard to please

Down around the bend, where the West Virginian

Hammer in the morning, hammer in the mountain rain
John had a night down here, died with it in his hand
Never did see the light, light at the tunnel´s end, light at the tunnel´s end

All of my stack, like a millionaire´s money
But I can´t get ´em back, and I´m sorry for that honey, I´m sorry for that honey