Miner’s Prayer - Dwight Yoakam - 80 bpm

When the 
G
whistle 



blows each 

mor

ning 

And I 
D
walk 

down 

in that 

cold, dark 
G
mine, 


I

Say a 
G
prayer 


to 

my dear 

Sa

vior, 

please

Let me 
D
see 

the 

sunshine 

one more 
G
time

	When oh 
C
when 


will 

it be 
G
o

ver

	When 
C
will 

I 

lay these 

burdens 
D
down, 


and

	When I 
G
die, 


dear 

Lord in 

hea

ven, 

please

	Take my 
D
soul 

from 

'neath that 

cold dark 
G
ground

I still 
G
grieve 


for 

my poor 

bro

ther

I still 
D
hear 

my 

dear old 

mother 
G
cry, 


when

Late that 
G
night 


they 

came and 

told 

her,

he'd

Lost his 
D
life 

down 

in the 

Big Shoal 
G
Mine

I have no 
G
shame, 


I 

feel no 

sor

row

If on this 
D
earth 


not 

much I 
G
own

I have the 
G
love 


of 

my sweet 

chil

dren

An old plow 
D
mule, 

a 

shovel 

and a 
G
hoe