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Well, I ought to be working in a coal mine Neck deep in black lung soot Swinging a pick at that mountain side Halfway to China, I think I would Fit right in where the sun don't shine She's better off alone Yeah I ought to be working in a coal mine Lord knows I'm good at digging holes Well I ought to be drilling for that black gold Swimming in that Texas tea I could make a killing all on my own Selling my misfortune to a family Cause when I hit rock bottom The deeper down I go Yeah, I ought to be drilling for that black gold Lord knows I'm good at digging holes Well I ought to be working for the railroads Sweat pouring off my back Hauling away a heavy load It's a far cry from heaven down a cold steel track And I can't take her with me She's better off without Yeah I ought to be working for the railroads Lord knows I'm good at leaving town Letras de canciones When it comes to love I ain't got a clue What this heart of mine is supposed to do It tears me up inside what I put her through Still she won't let go Well I ought to make my living in a graveyard Over my head in dirt If I had a shovel I'd bury this heart Six feet down and my last words would be: "I never meant to hurt you "I'm better off a ghost" Yeah, I ought to make my living in a graveyard Lord knows I'm good at digging holes Oh I ought to make my living in a graveyard Lord knows I'm good at digging holes From Letras Mania