Cumberland Blues (Garcia, Lesh, Hunter) Songtext
von Grateful Dead

I can′t stay much longer, Melinda
The sun is getting high
I can't help you with your troubles
If you won′t help with mine

I gotta get down, I gotta get down
Gotta get down to the (to the mine)

You keep me up just one more night
I can't sleep here no more
Little Ben clock says quarter to eight
You kept me up 'til four

I gotta get down, I gotta get down
Or I can′t work there no more

A Lotta poor man make a five dollar bill
Keep him happy all the time
Some other fella′s makin' nothin′ at all
And you can hear him cry


Can I go, buddy? Can I go down?
Take your shift at the mine

Gotta get down to the Cumberland Mine
Gotta get down to the Cumberland Mine
That's where I mainly spend my time
Make good money, five dollars a day
Made anymore, I might move away

Lotta poor man got the Cumberland Blues
He can′t win for losin'
Lotta poor man got to walk the line
Just to pay his union dues

I don′t know now, I just don't know
If I'm goin′ back again
I don′t know now, I just don't know
If I′m goin' back again
I don′t know now, I just don't know
If I′m goin' back again