Ballad of the Salt Miner

Woh, oh to work I go... deep down in the salt mines Woh, oh where the warm winds blow The sunlight flickers in me mind Way down in that mine Were taking it out by the truck load Living life with barely anything to show Dreaming bout that sunshine in the green grove We get up every morning and go, go, go Woh, oh when the fireflies come out In early summertime Woh, oh as they flicker in the moonlight Lighting up every hole in me mind Way up in the county The evening breeze rustles in the leaves One night I was holding on to some trees And all my cares blew into the breeze And I said, hey man, this is pretty sweet Woh, oh to home I go With a bottle of whiskey for the long walk home Woh, oh I know a hotel down the road Just past the Wycombe Woh, oh lives my sweet Anna Lee And the rest of her secrets go A lil' something you don't need to know About that sweetie and her bungalow What a woh oh woh