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"The Mountain Took What It Always Seems" ⛏️ Black Lung and Broken Dreams (Official Video)

"He gave up everything to a company man... chased a living, buried the boy he once began." ⛏️🪕 "Black Lung and Broken Dreams" is a haunting Appalachian Country song that pulls back the curtain on the true cost of a life spent in the seams of Eastern Kentucky. Set in the heart of Pike County, it tells the story of a man caught between the dreams of his youth and the harsh reality of the family legacy in the coal mines. Featuring a mournful mandolin and raw, honest lyrics, this song explores the generational weight of the mountains—where "books don't feed a family" and the "oxygen hums where the radio played." It is a tribute to the men who gave their breath to the hills so their children wouldn't have to. 🎧 Stream/Download our music on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0zWKF... 👉 Subscribe to @calvinwilsonroad for more Appalachian music! If you are a fan of the dark, soulful storytelling of Tyler Childers, Jason Isbell, or Colter Wall, this piece of Kentucky mountain music will resonate with you. Lyrics: Black Lung and Broken Dreams (Verse 1) He learned his letters by a coal stove light, Mama said, “Boy, you’re too smart for this life.” Teacher wrote his name on a college form, Folded in his pocket, never kept it warm. (Verse 2) Daddy said, “Son, this hill don’t bend, A man earns his keep with his back and his hands. Books don’t feed a family, hope don’t pay dues, We work these seams like your granddad used to.” (Chorus) Now it’s black lung and broken dreams, Dust in his blood, dust in his jeans. Gave up everything to a company man, Chased a living, buried the boy he once began. Yeah, the mountain took what it always seems Black lung and broken dreams. (Verse 3) Twenty years deep in a borrowed breath, Pills by the sink, clock ticks like death. Oxygen hums where the radio played, Hands that once built now just shake. (Verse 4) There’s a high school trophy on a cedar shelf, Says “Most Likely,” like he fooled himself. He watches his boy catch the morning bus, Prays his road don’t lead to dust. (Chorus) It’s black lung and broken dreams, A cough that cuts through his sleep. Paid his dues in sweat and pain, Still the mine took more than it gave. Yeah, the mountain keeps what it always seems Black lung and broken dreams. (Bridge) He don’t curse the hill, don’t curse his dad, Just wonders ’bout the life he never had. If a different road had found his feet, Or if fate’s just coal and heat. (Final Chorus) Now he’s gave up everything, Sun sets low on Pike County. Mandolin cries where the future leaned, Yeah, the mine sings a darkened hymn, And steals the life once held within. Credits: Lyrics and melody by A. Pugh Instrumental and vocal production created using AI tools 📌 Key Moments & Timestamps: 0:00 – Intro 0:21 – Verse 1 0:50 – Verse 2 1:18 – Chorus 2:02 – Verse 3 2:30 – Verse 4 2:44 – Chorus 3:14 – Bridge 3:33 – Final Chorus 4:00 – Outro Inside the Song: The Setting: Pike County, Kentucky, where the coal industry has shaped lives for a century. The Sound: A mix of Traditional Bluegrass instrumentation with a Modern Country lyrical edge. The Theme: The "Black Lung" epidemic and the sacrifice of personal dreams for family survival. 💬 Do you have a coal mining story? Many of us in Appalachia have a "Daddy" or "Granddad" who worked the seams. Does this song remind you of someone in your family? Share their story or your favorite memories of the hills in the comments. ⛰️ #AppalachianMusic #PikeCounty #CoalMining #BlackLung #Kentucky #CountryMusic #Bluegrass #Storytelling #CalvinWilsonRoad #EasternKentucky