Old King Coal
Sturgill Simpson Lyrics


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Many a man down in these here hills
made a living off that old black gold
Now there ain't nothing but welfare and pills
and the wind never felt so cold

I'll be one of the first in a long long line
not to go down from that old black lung
My death will be slower than the rest of my kind
And my life will be sadder than the songs they all sung

Old King Coal what are we gonna do
when the mountains are gone and so are you

They come from the city to lend a hand
carrying signs saying, Shut the mines down
We ain't looking for pity and you don't understand
So go back to your city now cause this ain't your town

My Great Grandfather spent his days in a coal mine
and his nights on the porch in a chair




Now he's in heaven and down here in hell
the rivers run muddy and the mountains are bare

Overall Meaning

Sturgill Simpson’s “Old King Coal” is a lamentful song about the decline of an entire way of life, as coal mining has been slowly phased out due to environmental concerns and the rise of cleaner alternatives. The song’s protagonist speaks from the perspective of a miner whose work is being replaced by welfare and pills, a sentiment that is echoed in the chorus when he asks, “Old King Coal what are we gonna do when the mountains are gone and so are you?” The coal industry is personified as a king, whose reign is slowly coming to an end due to the damage caused to the mountains and rivers.


The singer speaks of his own impending death by “that old black lung,” a reference to the lung disease caused by inhaling coal dust. He laments that his death will be slower than those of his fellow miners and that his life will be sadder than the songs they all sung. Simpson’s lyrics capture the bittersweet nostalgia and sense of loss that many feel as entire communities built around mining are forced to adapt to a changing world.


Aside from its poignant lyrics, “Old King Coal” is also notable for its sound, featuring gritty vocals and a twangy, bluesy guitar riff. Simpson’s fusion of traditional country with heavier rock influences has earned him a reputation as a genre-bending artist who is unafraid to experiment with sound and style.


Line by Line Meaning

Many a man down in these here hills
Numerous men in this area have made their livelihood from mining coal


made a living off that old black gold
Their source of income was the old coal, referred to as black gold


Now there ain't nothing but welfare and pills
Currently, the only things available here are welfare and pills, indicating the lack of job opportunities


and the wind never felt so cold
The cold and harsh wind represents the bleakness and emptiness of the place


I'll be one of the first in a long long line
I will be among the first to break the pattern of men dying from black lung disease from mining coal


not to go down from that old black lung
I will not succumb to the illness caused by mining coal


My death will be slower than the rest of my kind
I will die later than my fellow miners who suffered from the same disease


And my life will be sadder than the songs they all sung
My life will be more miserable than the sorrowful songs sung by the other miners


Old King Coal what are we gonna do
The song addresses King Coal, the dominant source of employment in the area, asking what the future holds


when the mountains are gone and so are you
Once the land is exhausted and there's no more coal, what's next for the workers and the town?


They come from the city to lend a hand
City dwellers come to help but don't fully comprehend the struggles of the locals


carrying signs saying, Shut the mines down
The visitors protest the mines and want them to be closed


We ain't looking for pity and you don't understand
The locals do not want sympathy but proper acknowledgement of their plight


So go back to your city now cause this ain't your town
The miners want the visitors to leave as they do not belong there


My Great Grandfather spent his days in a coal mine
The singer's great grandfather used to work in the mines


and his nights on the porch in a chair
He'd spend his evenings on the porch relaxing on a chair


Now he's in heaven and down here in hell
The great grandfather is depicted as being in a better place now, as the living conditions in town have deteriorated


the rivers run muddy and the mountains are bare
The song describes the environmental degradation caused by mining




Writer(s): Sturgill Simpson Copyright: Do Write Music LLC, Pan Bowl Music

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