words by jb lincoln III, melody by jb lincoln III, and john warren. She got an orange for a christmas treat,and when daddy comes home, they'll be something to eat, but there aint no money, cause the moonshine was sweet, and the coal dust lies to the sun's summer heat. So anna g. got out of morganfield, sent money back home from her yield, flood of  37', her people almost drowned, when a country girl gets married keeps her eyes cast down. chorus: out of the coalfield, on a river highway, with her blues, and the Lord's good grace,older brother, he's putting up hay, in union county, that's the news for the day. That old lady made me cry, wrote me a letter, 87, july, should have listened to her wisdom with age, but i was wasted and wicked, building my stage. God shines His light on Anna g.

Out of the coalfield

Lyrics - Jason Sydnor
Guitar, bass, vocals - Jason Sydnor
Drums - Ryan Bruner
Producer - Ryan Bruner

Out of the coalfield

Jim Lincoln

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