Still Tied

Old Joe he wasn't a hero
 Nothin' but a coal company man
 He'd sit alone and look through his window
 Watch his corn wither into the sand
 He'd go to church on Sunday morning
 Drink a beer every Saturday night
 His momma raised him on corn and molasses
 And a sense of the unending fight
 The well is deep and the seeds are all planted
 The price is steep but the bounty is high
 To live a love or have it taken for granted
 The rope is stretchin' but the knot is still tied
 The son of slaves still feels
 The bitter lashings of the whip and the tongue
 A loose mouth and the white hooded lynch mob
 Sent Joe from the light of the sun
 The baby cries, the Georgia pines whisper
 I write to you by the light of the moon
 A Southern grave still lies waiting
 The congregation sings a victory tune
 The well is deep and the seeds are all planted
 The price is steep but the bounty is high
 To live a love or have it taken for granted
 The rope is stretchin' but the knot is still tied
 The well is deep and the seeds are all planted
 The price is steep but the bounty is high
 To live a love or have it taken for granted
 The rope is stretchin' but the knot is still tied