These guys are a fantastic group relying on actual singing, instruments and no studio magic. The odd thing is their style isn’t normally my cup of tea but a few tunes have converted me. I also love the fact they’ve bucked the industry and gone the other way. I’ll always support true talent like this
By choice for me ~ Old prog rock, Metal, Classics & a few outfield bits But *THESE Guys I rate VERY highly* too A suberbly clean, original sound cleverly delivered.
what i like, beyond the banjo and the music and all the rest, is that it's not a one-note event. Different players, sometimes, different voices (so everyone gets a shot at it sooner or later), different music. And they just look like they're having fun. =)
An Indian American singing about coal mining in West Virginia.....damn I love it. How beautifully American. Also, this song truly conveys the sad desperation I see in those little hopeless towns in the hollows of WV. As a member of the Hatfield clan, this shit makes my heart ache. Well done gentlemen.
You don't want a ukulele. You want a mandolin. Twice the strings, with far greater sound. That is the instrument played in a blue Grass type band. Thanks for the warning though. If we know you have been listening to The Dead South, and that you are going out drinking, we will definitely take your bank card away!
Well, I have an unopen bottle of Mascal Tequila and a very out of tune antique ukele. Just need to open the bottle & learn to play it again. Haven't touched it in 27 years. Of course enough Tequila will make everything sound f'n awesome 😉
Hubby and I saw The Dead South in Madison, WI. LOVE this song! They put on an amazing concert and had a “Sold Out” show. Visit again soon fellas! Wisconsin loves you!
Watched the dead south in Dublin vicar street absolutely amazing gig the crowd loved them, atmosphere was incredible can not wait to see them again massive fan from Dublin Ireland 🤪
Lyrics: Basically we are all alone At the center of a pick axe mine Black lung sings as a pickaxe swings And the void of a mine closes in The devil came and the angels sing The son of the Holy Ghost Tempted the soul of the pennies to the gold Like the dust I spit from my mouth Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Remember the night with the bar room fight Where I killed all of my best friends Gambled it away with a whiskey open keg and we’d never saw it again Well I had a wife I met back in high school and her name was Lilah Jean Saved away to escape some place on a local miners miner pay Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Was leave so long before came and gone at least 47 times Fell through the floor boards in the deep dark darkness and we never saw it again So West Virginia’s home and that’s where were staying to the blade of the bible hymn Jesus is wicked so we just keep on picking at the scab of the open mine Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Here’s what I came up with. Correct me where needed Black lung Basically we are all alone at the center of pick axe mine. ???? Sings as the pick axe swings and the void of the mine closes in. Well the devil came and the angels sang the son of the Holy Ghost. Tempted the soul from the days to the gold like the dust I spit from my mouth. Ended the night with a bar room fight where I killed one of my best friends. He gambled it away on a whiskey open keg and Will never saw it again. Well I had a wife that I met back in Highschool and her name was Lyla Jean. We saved away to escape someplace on a local miners minor pay. ?????? ?????? The fall came and gone at least 47 died. We fell through the floor boards in the deep dark darkness and ?????? Never saw me again. So Mr. ????? So that’s where I was staying through the playing of a bible hymn. Jesus keeps on winking so we just keep on picking to the scaff of the open mine.
Verse 1 Basically we are all alone in the centre of a pickaxe mine Black lung stings as the pickaxe swings As the void of the mine closes in The Devil Came and the Angels sang A Song of the Holy Ghost Tempted the soul from the pennies to the gold Like the dust I spit from my mouth Chorus: Wooo oooo ooo o o o o o o o o o o o o o o Verse 2 Remember the night with the barroom fight Where I killed all of my best friends We gambled it away with the whiskey open keg And we never saw it again Well I had a wife that I met back in High school Her name was Lyla-Jean We saved away to escape some place On a local miner's minor pay Chorus: Whooo oooo ooo o o o o o o o o o o o o o o Verse 3 We saved so long the fall came and gone At Least 27 times It fell through the floorboards into deep dark darkness And we never saw it again West Virginia's home and that's where we're staying To the blade of the bible hymn Jesus says we're wicked so we just keep on pickin' At the scab of the open mine Chorus: Whooo oooo ooo o o o o o o o o o o o o o o
