A Cold Lump Of Coal chords

[INTRO]
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[G]There is a story the [C]coal miners [G]tell
In Hazzard Kentucky about a woman called [D]Nell
She came there from somewhere just [C]her and a [G]child
And bought her a farm in the [D]vall[G]ey

Now [G]rumor says she had a [C]whole lot of [G]money
That boy never would work a day in his [D]life
And [G]all of the miners, those [C]old forty-[G]niners
Tried harder than ever to [D]make Nell their [G]wife

But [C]Nell was a [D]lady cont[C]ent with the [G]baby
She'd had a good man who was lost in the [D]mine
At [G]night she would listen for [C]sounds of his [G]hammer
And look in the coal miners' [D]faces for [G]signs

For [G]years people talked of the [C]pretty young w[G]oman
The boy, long neglected, had turned to a [D]man
Who [G]walked thru the tunnels in [C]search of his d[G]addy
And carried a cold lump of [D]coal in his [G]hand

She [C]called the boy [D]David, a [C]name from the [G]Good Book
For she believed prayin' was good for the [D]soul
She'd [G]found him abandoned when [C]he was a [G]baby
Clutched tight in his hand was a [D]cold lump of [G]coal

Now the [C]truth of the m[G]atter, she t[C]ried to keep [G]secret
But small towns know more than a body should [D]tell
And [G]it wasn't long 'til the s[C]tory was p[G]roven
For someone had murded the [D]lady called N[G]ell

The i[G]nvestigation meant q[C]uestioning D[G]avid
They hounded that boy 'til he lost self c[D]ontrol
It [C]seems on the [G]floor under[C]neath that old l[G]ady
Just touching her head was a [D]cold lump of [G]coal

Now [G]witnesses swore 'twas the [C]work of the [G]devil
'Cause Jesus could never have been that un[D]kind
The [C]jury said g[G]uilty, the j[C]udge had no [G]mercy
The boy was convicted of s[D]erious c[G]rime

And it [C]wasn't long [D]after the [C]boy's exec[G]ution
A man name of Billy confessed to the [D]kill
His cons[G]cience was burdened with i[C]nnocent [G]bodies
For he swore he'd only been [D]doing God's [G]will

He t[C]old in a [D]vision the [C]Lord had come [G]to him
And whispered go down and take that woman's [D]life
For [G]she is a sinner not [C]fit to be l[G]ivin'
Go down there and kill her but d[D]on't use your [G]knife

Now [C]wait 'til the [D]boy leaves to [C]look for his [G]daddy
He'll be forgotten down there in that [D]hole
B[G]illy confessed how he s[C]nuck up beh[G]ind her
And beat her to death with a [D]cold lump of [G]coal

Now [G]all of you people that's [C]preaching the g[G]ospel
Remember repentence must come from the [D]soul
The [G]Lord knows the answer I'm [C]not free to [G]give it
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For I'm just the voice of a cold lump of coal