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I'm trying to put together a list of songs on the topic of environmental destruction, particular the environmental consequences of coal mining (I'm having trouble finding those), and am hoping all you Kossacks can help me out by making suggestions. Any genre is okay as long as the song meets the thematic requirements.

Please add song titles and any videos and lyrics you might have in the comments.  Thanks for your help.

Below the fold you'll find a sampling of the sort of things I'm looking for. And please, be nice to each other. Share things that you like rather than criticising other people's tastes. It'll be more fun that way.

John Prine Paradise

When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered
So many times that my memories are worn.

Chorus:
And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

Well, sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River
To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all we would kill.

Repeat Chorus:

Then the coal company came with the world's largest shovel
And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land
Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken
Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man.

Repeat Chorus:

When I die let my ashes float down the Green River
Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam
I'll be halfway to Heaven with Paradise waitin'
Just five miles away from wherever I am.

Repeat Chorus:


Marvin Gaye Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology Song)

Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
No, no
Where did all the blue sky go?
Poison is the wind that blows
From the north,and south, and east
Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
No, no
Oil wasted on the oceans
and upon our seas
[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/7dGY ]
Fish full of mercury
Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
No, no
Radiation under ground and in the sky
Animals and birds who
live nearby are dying
Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land
How much more abuse from
man can she stand?
My sweet Lord
My sweet Lord
My sweet Lord

Emerson, Lake and Palmer Black Moon

Everyday I see a new cloud coming
There's one more hole in space
Everytime I walk across the street
I feel the gas blowing in my face
We never learn even deserts burn
And all politicians lie
They won't do nothin'
'Till we reach high noon
Black Moon

Ain't nobody gonna walk on water
When it falls like acid rain
Nobody gonna fake you out
Every poison stains
We're all stuck here
Right in the middle
We never call the tune
They won't do nothin'
'Till we reach high noon
Black Moon

In the night see the red sky burning
There's fire on the mountain
Oil slicks on the sea
Black Moon is rising
How long will it be

Just take a look around the world
The future never waits
We're skating on the thin ice
And we're in the hands of fate
What we need's a little re-direction
To find our blue lagoon
You know it wouldn't come
A moment to soon
Black Moon's
Ghostly images die

Laurie Lewis The Woodthrush's Song

Unfortunately I don't have any video for this song, which is incredibly beautiful. You can listen here butsound quality is low.

I walked down the hall where the woods used to stand
concrete at my feet brick walls at every hand
and over my head steel girders so strong
where i first felt the spell of the wood thrush's song

now the wood thrush has vanished
seeking the place that's not feel the crush of man's embrace
the steep woods are gone now and oh how i long to again feel
the spell of the wood thrush's song

over my head just a few years ago the poplars leaves shivered
when the breezes did blow now the deep hum of engines
drowns the soft sigh of the wind in the leaves of the few
trees near by

now the wood thrush has vanished
seeking the place that's not feel the crush of man's embrace
the steep woods are gone now and oh how i long to again feel
the spell of the wood thrush's song

man is the inventor the builder the sage the writer and
the seeker of truth by the page but all of his knowledge can
never explain the deep mystery of the wood thrush's refrain

now the wood thrush has vanished
seeking the place that's not feel the crush of man's embrace
the steep woods are gone now and oh how i long to again feel
the spell of the wood thrush's song

John Cougar Mellencamp Rain on the Scarecrow

Scarecrow on a wooden cross; blackbird in the barn;
Four-hundred empty acres that used to be my farm.
I grew up like my daddy did, my grandpa cleared this land;
When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand.

Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow;
This land fed a nation, this land made me proud;
And, son, I'm just sorry there's no legacy for you now . . .
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow;
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.

The crops we grew last summer weren't enough to pay the loans;
Couldn't buy the seed to plant this spring and the Farmers Bank foreclosed.
Called my old friend Schepman up to auction off the land;
He said John it's just my job and I hope you understand.
Hey, calling it your job, ol' hoss, sure don't make it right,
But if you want me to I'll say a prayer for your soul tonight.
And grandma's on the front porch swing with a Bible in her hand;
Sometimes I hear her singing "Take me to the Promised Land."
When you take away a man's dignity, he can't work his fields and cows . . .

There'll be blood on the scarecrow, blood on the plow;
Blood on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.

Well there's ninety-seven crosses planted in the courthouse yard—
Ninety-seven families who lost ninety-seven farms.
I think about my grandpa and my neighbors and my name,
And some nights I feel like dyin', like that scarecrow in the rain.

Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow;
This land fed a nation, this land made me proud;
And, son, I'm just sorry they're just memories for you now . . .
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow;
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.

Steve Forbert Good Planets Are Hard to Find Video quality isn't very good, but love the lyrics. You can download the song for free here.

Good planets are hard to find,
Temp'rate zones and tropic climes,
True currents in thriving seas,
Winds blowin' through breathing trees,
Strong ozone and safe sunshine,
Good planets are hard to find.

Good planets are in demand,
Clean beaches and sparkling sand,
Land masses with room to spare,
Jet streams and perfect air,
High forests and low wetlands,
Good planets are in demand.

And the mind don't know
If the heart can't see;
Let the blind man go
To his destiny...

Good planets are rare indeed,
Rain fallin' on crops and seed,
Big rivers and good topsoil,
Fuel sources from cane to oil,
Green gardens of all we need,
Good planets are rare indeed.

And the mind don't know
If the heart can't see;
Let the blind man go
To his destiny...

Good planets are scarce and few,
Earthworms and caribou,
Strong food chains and tasty meals,
Textiles and plants that heal,
Iron mountains and skies of blue,
Good planets are scarce and few.

Thanks again!

Blogging for the future at Climaticide Chronicles

Originally posted to JohnnyRook on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:34 PM PDT.

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  •  Tips/Recs (16+ / 0-)

    for raising people consciousness through music.

    "My True Religion Is Kindness" -- The Dalai Lama/---/Do you know why 350ppm is important?

    by JohnnyRook on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:36:02 PM PDT

    •  Music of coal anthology (3+ / 0-)
      Recommended by:
      emmasnacker, JohnnyRook, EmmaKY
      Coal mining goes together with music.

      Volume one

         1. "Down in a Coal Mine (Excerpt)" - 1:25
                * The Edison Concert Band
         2. "Mining Camp Blues" - 2:59
                * Trixie Smith
         3. "Sprinkle Coal Dust on My Grave" - 2:46
                * Orville Jenks
         4. "Coal Miner's Blues" - 3:04
                * The Carter Family
         5. "Hard Times in Coleman's Mine" - 2:36
                * Aunt Molly Jackson
         6. "He's Only a Miner Killed in the Ground" - 2:35
                * Ted Chestnut
         7. "Coal Black Mining Blues" - 1:13
                * Nimrod Workman
         8. "`31 Depression Blues" - 2:52
                * Ed Sturgill
         9. "Prayer of a Miner's Child" - 1:51
                * Dock Boggs
        10. "That Twenty-Five Cents You Paid" - 2:25
                * Sarah Ogan Gunning
        11. "The L & N Don't Stop Here Anymore" - 3:10
                * Jean Ritchie
        12. "Dark as a Dungeon" - 1:55
                * Merle Travis
        13. "Come All You Coal Miners" - 2:21
                * The Reel World String Band
        14. "My Sweetheart's the Mule in the Mines" - 0:22
                * Mike Kline
        15. "Thirty Inch Coal" - 2:36
                * Hobo Jack Adkins
        16. "Black Waters" - 3:38
                * Jim Ringer
        17. "Roof Boltin' Daddy" - 2:26
                * Gene Carpenter
        18. "Dream of a Miner's Child" - 2:46
                * Carter Stanley
        19. "Coal Miner's Boogie" - 2:57
                * George Davis
        20. "The Yablonski Murder" - 3:00
                * Hazel Dickens
        21. "What Are We Gonna Do?" - 3:01
                * Dorothy Myles
        22. "Explosion at Derby Mine" - 4:02
                * Charlie Maggard
        23. "Blind Fiddler" - 3:05
                * Jim "Bud" Stanley
        24. "Loadin' Coal" - 2:29
                * John Hutchison
        25. "Coal Town Saturday Night" - 3:06
                * Randall Hylton
        26. "It's Been a Long Time" - 3:15
                * Sonny Houston & Roger Hall
        27. "Fountain Filled with Blood" - 3:56
                * Elder James Caudill & Choir

      [edit] Volume two

         1. "West Virginia Mine Disaster" - 2:48
                * Molly Slemp
         2. "Union Man" - 3:36
                * Blue Highway
         3. "Blue Diamond Mines" - 4:26
                * Robin & Linda Williams
         4. "Set Yourself Free" - :50
                * Billy Gene Mullins
         5. "Redneck War" - 5:22
                * Ron Short
         6. "Sixteen Tons" - 2:32
                * Ned Beatty
         7. "There Will Be No Black Lung in Heaven" - 2:05
                * Rev. Joe Freeman
         8. "Deep Mine Blues" - 3:45
                * Nick Stump
         9. "I'm a Coal Mining Man" - 2:22
                * Tom T. Hall
        10. "Dirty Black Coal" - 4:27
                * Kenneth Davis
        11. "Black Lung" - 3:21
                * A.J. Roach
        12. "Coal Dust Kisses" - 4:06
                * Suzanne Mumpower-Johnson
        13. "Coal Tattoo" (Billy Edd Wheeler) - 4:06
                * Dale Jett
        14. "A Strip Miner's Life" - 3:00
                * Don Stanley & Middle Creek
        15. "Daddy's Dinner Bucket" - 3:26
                * Ralph Stanley II
        16. "In Those Mines" - 3:43
                * Valerie Smith
        17. "Miner's Prayer" - 3:14
                * Ralph Stanley & Dwight Yoakam
        18. "Dyin' To Make A Livin'" - 3:47
                * W.V. Hill
        19. "You'll Never Leave Harlan Alive" - 6:06
                * Darrell Scott
        20. "They Can't Put It Back" - 2:31
                * Jack Wright
        21. "Which Side Are You On?" - 5:04
                * Natalie Merchant

      "It's the planet, stupid."

      by FishOutofWater on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:57:37 PM PDT

      [ Parent ]

  •  Good luck with this. (4+ / 0-)

    I've been posting ignored environmental diaries since January 2005.

    Fear will keep the local systems in line. -Grand Moff Tarkin -SLB-

    by boran2 on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:39:55 PM PDT

    •  Are you a member of Daily Kos (2+ / 0-)
      Recommended by:
      bronte17, boran2

      Environmentalists? It's a way to drive more traffic to environmental diaries.

      "My True Religion Is Kindness" -- The Dalai Lama/---/Do you know why 350ppm is important?

      by JohnnyRook on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:42:16 PM PDT

      [ Parent ]

      •  No. (0+ / 0-)

        Is that a Yahoo group?

        Fear will keep the local systems in line. -Grand Moff Tarkin -SLB-

        by boran2 on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:49:30 PM PDT

        [ Parent ]

      •  i guess I am too late, its even odd that I came (1+ / 0-)
        Recommended by:
        JohnnyRook

        across this diary, but here is one I have just done.  I would have loved the feedback too  :-)  :

        Lyrics;

        Give Oil Wars A Chance / Yes We Can
        Copyright - Words and Music by Rick McLean

        Intro: You... cannot change the world. - Yes we can, yes we can [repeat]

        1.
        (Come on) All they're really saying is give oil wars a chance
        Feed your kids this toxic garbage - keep your thinking to yourself
        Take a pill if you want 'happy.' Take a hike if you dissent.
        Come on. Anybody here wonderin' ... where the human people went?

        2.
        If we make bombs we've got to use them or our business falls to zero
        We make wars we just excuse with phony politician heroes.
        Go along to get along and do not speak if you dissent.
        Come on! Anybody here wonderin .. where the human people went?

        Chorus
        All they're really saying is give oil wars a chance
        All they're really saying is give oil wars a chance
        You can't change the world (yes we can yes we can)
        You can't change the world (yes we can yes we can)

        3.
        As they're lying through the t.v. about why they go to war
        and why the wealthy can't pay taxes while they sucker you for more
        Facing all these scams is such a tortuous event
        You wonder... where the human people went.

        4.
        In an oven-roasted future as they're dumbing down your schools
        Over-pricing medicines and playing you for fools
        Facing all these scams is such a tortuous event
        You'll wonder... where the human people went.

        Chorus
        All they're really saying is give oil wars a chance
        All they're really saying is give oil wars a chance
        You can't change the world (yes we can yes we can)
        You can't change the world (yes we can yes we can)
        [repeat]

  •  "Distant Early Warning" by Rush (5+ / 0-)

    John McCain's Straight Talk Express runs on fossil fuels.

    by Dump Terry McAuliffe on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:41:31 PM PDT

  •  Ok, you asked (5+ / 0-)

    John Denver - Rocky Mountain High

    Now his life is full of wonder but his heart still knows some fear
    Of a simple thing he cannot comprehend
    Why they try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple more
    More people, more scars upon the land

    My Karma just ran over your Dogma

    by FoundingFatherDAR on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:42:51 PM PDT

  •  Neil Young's Harvest Moon CD ... (6+ / 0-)

    ... has a great song about humankind's war on nature called War of Man:

    The little creatures run in from the cold
    Back to the nest just like the days of old
    There in the safety of a mother's arms
    The warmth of ages, far away from harm again

    Ears ringin' from the battle fire
    The tired warrior aims a little higher
    The black falcon or the little sparrow
    The heating light of the flash of the barrel

    No one wins
    It's a war of man
    No one wins
    It's a war of man

    Silver man flyin' in the wind
    Down through the planets on the run again
    No one knows where they're runnin' to
    But every kind is comin' two by two

    Out on the delta where the hoofbeats pound
    The daddy's runnin' on the frozen ground
    Can't smell the poison as it follows him
    Can't see the gas and machines, it's a war of man

    No one wins
    It's a war of man
    No one wins
    It's a war of man

    The windows open and the little girl dreams
    The sky's her playground as she mounts her steed
    Across the heavens to the other side
    On wings of magic does the little girl ride

    The baby creatures run in from the cold
    Back to the nest just like the days of old
    There in the safety of a mother's arms
    The warmth of ages, far away from harm again

    No one wins
    It's a war of man
    No one wins
    It's a war of man
    No one wins

    (Silver Fiddle Music, 1992)
    Neil Young, Kenny Buttrey, Tim Drummond, Spooner Oldham, Linda
    Ronstadt, James
    Taylor, Nicolette Larson, Astrid Young, Ben Keith, Larry Cragg

    May all beings be free from fear.

    by shakti on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:45:17 PM PDT

  •  Dan Fogelberg - Blind to the Truth (6+ / 0-)

    http://www.danfogelberg.com/...

    Living like there's no tomorrow, well that just might be the case
    Now they're tearing down the forests and the jungles of Brazil
    Without a second thought about the species that they kill
    But extinction is forever and still the forests fall
    And push it ever closer to extinction for us all

    My Karma just ran over your Dogma

    by FoundingFatherDAR on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:46:00 PM PDT

  •  nature's way (5+ / 0-)

    There's always Nature's Way by Spirit, although someone told me that was a song about smoking marijuana.

    It's nature's way of telling you something's wrong
    It's nature's way of telling you in a song

    / Asus2 - G#sus4 G# / /

    {Refrain}
    It's nature's way of receiving you
    It's nature's way of retrieving you
    It's nature's way of telling you
    Something's wrong

    / C#m AB / / E B / A - /

    It's nature's way of telling you, soon we'll freeze
    It's nature's way of telling you, dying trees

    {Refrain}

    It's nature's way, it's nature's way
    It's nature's way, it's nature's way

    / AB BA / /

    It's nature's way of telling you
     It's nature's way of telling you
    Something's wrong
    It's nature's way of telling you
     It's nature's way of telling you
    In a song, oh-h

    It's nature's way of receiving you
     It's nature's way
    It's nature's way of retrieving you
     It's nature's way
    It's nature's way of telling you
    Something's wrong, something's wrong, something's wrong

    ... / A B A B A B C#m - /

  •  The Rape of the World (3+ / 0-)
    Recommended by:
    bronte17, boran2, JohnnyRook

    by Tracy Chapman, text in the video is not the lyrics however

    -7.75, -6.05 The point of the war in Iraq is that there IS a war in Iraq- Keith Olbermann

    by nicolemm on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:48:35 PM PDT

  •  Holly Near, Kentucky Woman/I have dreamed (3+ / 0-)
    Recommended by:
    bronte17, JohnnyRook, EmmaKY

    Words and music by Holly Near

    I have dreamed on this mountain
    Since first I was my mother's daughter
    And you can't just take my dreams away – not with me watching
    You may drive a big machine
    But I was born a great big woman
    And you can't just take my dreams away – not with me fighting

    This old mountain raised my many daughters
    Some died young – some are still living
    But if you come here to take our mountain
    Well we ain't come here to give it

    I have dreamed on this mountain
    Since first I was my mother's daughter
    And you can't just take my dreams away – not with me watching
    No you can't just take my dreams away – without me fighting
    No you can't just take my dreams away

    CHORUS

    Kentucky woman, Appalachian dream
    I hear your voice in the morning
    As you stand so strong and shining before the mighty man
    As he tries to being you down with his money

    Born a miner's daughter, you have seen the night
    The darkness of survival in the broad daylight
    Your sister went to Detroit and your brother went to war
    You stayed home to battle with strip mining

    CHORUS

    Machines you use are noisy, the air you breathe is dust
    You hate the thought of striking but you know you must
    The hours that you're working are much higher than your pay
    While the factory owner plays in Puerto Rico

    CHORUS

    I have dreamed on this mountain
    Since first I was my mother's daughter
    And you can't just take my dreams away – not with me watching
    You may drive a big machine
    But I was born a great big woman
    No you can't just take my dreams away – without me fighting
    No you can't just take my dreams away

  •  Big Yellow Taxi-Joni Mitchell (4+ / 0-)

    They paved paradise and put up a parking lot,
    With a pink hotel, a boutique,
    And a swinging hot spot.
    Don't it always seem to go
    That you don't know what you've got till it's gone?
    They paved paradise and put up a parking lot.
    They took all the trees and put them in a tree museum.
    And they charged all the people
    A dollar and a half just to see 'em.
    Don't it always seem to go
    That you don't know what you've got till it's gone?
    They paved paradise and put up a parking lot.

    Hey, farmer, farmer, put away that D.D.T., now!
    Give me spots on my apples
    But leave me the birds and the bees, please!
    Don't it always seem to go
    That you don't know what you've got till it's gone?
    They paved paradise and put up a parking lot.

    Late last night I heard the screen door slam.
    And a big yellow taxi took away my old man.
    Don't it always seem to go
    That you don't know what you've got till it's gone?
    They paved paradise and put up a parking lot.

  •  Steve Forbert's "The Oil Song" (4+ / 0-)
    Recommended by:
    bronte17, JohnnyRook, MizC, EmmaKY

    It's about the Valdez.

    "Just c'mon down to the shoreline where the water used to be."

    No snowflake in an avalanche ever feels responsible. -- Voltaire

    by Hastur on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:54:29 PM PDT

  •  Pretenders (3+ / 0-)
    Recommended by:
    badger, bronte17, JohnnyRook

    Way to go ohio ?

    paved paradice and put up a parking lot .

    "I don;t need to , because I don't give a shit who YOU are" MAORCA ***mean people suck***

    by indycam on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:54:46 PM PDT

  •  Rocky Mountain High - JD (2+ / 0-)
    Recommended by:
    bronte17, JohnnyRook

    ...a simple thing he cannot comprehend,
    why they try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple more - more people, more scars upon the land...

    McCain - Voted Worse Than Bush in 2000

    by Mr Magu on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 06:55:31 PM PDT

  •  "What's Goin' On" (3+ / 0-)
    Recommended by:
    bronte17, pattisigh, JohnnyRook

    by Marvin Gaye

    "For What it's Worth" by Buffalo Springfield
    (Hubby thinks that's what it's called, I always thought it was "There's something happening here"

    Oldies but greaties.

  •  Fred Small's Great Green Earth (2+ / 0-)
    Recommended by:
    bronte17, JohnnyRook

    can't find the lyrics beyond one verse, but it's a fantastic environmental song, written to be a bit of an anthem for the environmental movement.

    Out of the fire and the molten stone came the water mother ocean home. Till we walked, masters of the land, brought the fire under our command. Thought the river would never go slack. Thought the spring would always come back. Blew our life savings for a handful of change. Steal the future from our children, call it capital gains. Not for the great green Earth. For the ancient seas of our birth. For the patient trees that give us breath. For the people of every land. From the Ganges to the Rio Grande, we shall defend the great green Earth.

  •  Doctor My Eyes, Jackson Browne (2+ / 0-)
    Recommended by:
    bronte17, JohnnyRook

    I know on the face of it, it doesn't sound like it...but it always was to me.

    Doctor, my eyes have seen the years
    And the slow parade of fears
    Without crying;
    Now I want to understand.
    I have done all that I could
    To see the evil and the good
    Without hiding;
    You must help me if you can . . .

    Doctor, my eyes—
    Tell me what is wrong!
    Was I unwise
    To leave them open for so long?

    'Cause I have wandered through this world
    And, as each moment has unfurled,
    I've been waiting
    To awaken from these dreams.
    People go just where they will;
    I never noticed them until
    I got this feeling
    That it's later than it seems . . .

    Doctor, my eyes—
    Tell me what you see.
    I hear their cries . . .
    Just say if it's too late for me.

    Doctor, my eyes
    Cannot see the sky—
    Is this the price for having learned how not to cry?

    John McCain: Prisoner Of W

    by pattisigh on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 07:00:48 PM PDT

  •  Beach Boys - Don't Go Near the Water (3+ / 0-)
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    Ho! Haha! Guard! Turn! Parry! Dodge! Spin! Ha! Thrust! - Daffy Duck

    by bearfootin on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 07:03:09 PM PDT

  •  Tout Petit La Planete (1+ / 0-)
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    Plastic Bertrand's popular song set to an incredible video on environmental destruction.  

    The beginning is very slow, skip up to the 0:45 second mark to start.
    [YouTube seems to be having problems right now too]

    It's just an incredible video.

    <div style="color: #a00000;"> Our... constitutional heritage rebels at the thought of giving government the power to control men's minds. Thurgood Marshal

    by bronte17 on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 07:08:52 PM PDT

  •  The Last Resort (2+ / 0-)
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    bronte17, JohnnyRook

    by the Eagles. For someone in the Mountain West, it rings true IMO:

    She came from Providence, the one in Rhode Island
    Where the old world shadows hang heavy in the air
    She packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee
    Just as her father came across the sea

    She heard about a place people were smilin'
    They spoke about the red man's way, and how they loved the land
    They came from everywhere to the Great Divide
    Seeking a place to stand or a place to hide

    Down in the crowded bars, out for a good time,
    Can't wait to tell you all, what it's like up there
    They called it paradise, I don't know why
    Somebody laid the mountains low while the town got high

    Then the chilly winds blew down across the desert
    Through the canyons of the coast, to the Malibu
    Where the pretty people play, hungry for power
    To light their neon way and give them things to do

    Some rich men came and raped the land, nobody caught 'em
    Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus, people bought 'em
    They called it paradise the place to be
    They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea

    You can leave it all behind and sail to Lahaina
    Just like the missionaries did, so many years ago
    They even brought a neon sign: "Jesus is coming"
    Brought the white man's burden down, brought the white man's reign

    Who will provide the grand design - what is yours and what is mine?
    'Cause there is no more new frontier, we have got to make it here

    We satisfy our endless needs and justify our bloody deeds,
    in the name of destiny and the name of God

    And you can see them there, on Sunday morning
    They stand up and sing about what it's like up there
    They call it paradise I don't know why
    You call someplace paradise, kiss it goodbye

    Je suis Marxiste, tendance Groucho

    by badger on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 07:11:09 PM PDT

  •  Another good one by Willy Whitefeather (1+ / 0-)
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    JohnnyRook

    HOPE (Visions of Whitefeather)

    Not your run-of-the-mill video.  But, it's very moving, about man's destructive nature... and the alternative.

    I love this video.  I hum this song constantly when out in my garden or working around the house.

    <div style="color: #a00000;"> Our... constitutional heritage rebels at the thought of giving government the power to control men's minds. Thurgood Marshal

    by bronte17 on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 07:13:18 PM PDT

  •  I like John Prine's version of this one (1+ / 0-)
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    Mr. Peabody's Coal Train
    By the Everly Brothers

    When I was a child my family would travel
    Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
    And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered
    So many times that my memories are worn

    And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
    Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
    Well I'm sorry my son but you're too late in asking
    Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

    Love that "power of the purse!" It looks so nice up there on the mantle (and not the table) next to the "subpoena power."

    by Sacramento Dem on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 07:29:22 PM PDT

    •  I've never heard the Everly Brothers' (1+ / 0-)
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      Sacramento Dem

      version and can't find it on Rhapsody. Do you know if it's available anywhere in digital format?

      By the way, the song was written by John Prine and is the first song I refer to in the diary. It is a great song.

      "My True Religion Is Kindness" -- The Dalai Lama/---/Do you know why 350ppm is important?

      by JohnnyRook on Thu Oct 02, 2008 at 04:04:37 PM PDT

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      •  I must of skipped right past it the first time (1+ / 0-)
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        I read the diary. My brother was a huge John Prine fan, and when I saw you were looking for coal mining songs that was the first song I thought of. I had thought it was a John Prine song, but when I googled it I got the Everly Brothers (so I just figured John had redone their song). I probably just got some bad info from the internet (and was too lazy to check it out). My grandfather was a coal miner for 40 years (till he died from black lung at the age of 50) so I always keep my ear out for mining songs. Since you seem to have every song I know about coal mining in this diary I'll leave you with another John Prine song that never fails to touch me:

        Sam Stone came home,
        To his wife and family
        After serving in the conflict overseas.
        And the time that he served,
        Had shattered all his nerves,
        And left a little shrapnel in his knee.
        But the morphine eased the pain,
        And the grass grew round his brain,
        And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
        With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back.

        Chorus:
        There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
        Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose.
        Little pitchers have big ears,
        Don't stop to count the years,
        Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
        Mmm....

        Sam Stone's welcome home
        Didn't last too long.
        He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
        And Sammy took to stealing
        When he got that empty feeling
        For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
        And the gold rolled through his veins
        Like a thousand railroad trains,
        And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
        While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...

        Repeat Chorus:

        Sam Stone was alone
        When he popped his last balloon
        Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
        Well, he played his last request
        While the room smelled just like death
        With an overdose hovering in the air
        But life had lost its fun
        And there was nothing to be done
        But trade his house that he bought on the G. I. Bill
        For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill.

        Repeat Chorus

        Love that "power of the purse!" It looks so nice up there on the mantle (and not the table) next to the "subpoena power."

        by Sacramento Dem on Thu Oct 02, 2008 at 04:36:27 PM PDT

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      •  Did you see this today? (1+ / 0-)
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        NSIDC Senior Scientist Mark Serreze said, "When you look at the sharp decline that we've seen over the past thirty years, a `recovery' from lowest to second lowest is no recovery at all. Both within and beyond the Arctic, the implications of the decline are enormous"

        Love that "power of the purse!" It looks so nice up there on the mantle (and not the table) next to the "subpoena power."

        by Sacramento Dem on Thu Oct 02, 2008 at 04:59:40 PM PDT

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  •  Hmmm... coal mining... here's a song from Dwight (0+ / 0-)

    Yoakam... with a little talk at the beginning to his audience there in the coalfield mountains...

    Here's his speech about the experience of driving back and forth up to Ohio on a narrow, two-lane blind-curvy mountain road (that has rock falls and coal trucks that run you off the road along with falling chunks of coal onto your car):

    Back and forth, up to Ohio... to everybody who drove Route 23, as curvy and squirrelly as it was, whoever followed a coal truck going up 23... trying to stay clear enough of a coal truck that it didn't get ya'... and ran along and heard stories about things that happened on that road and going into that river over there...

    Bury Me
    This old town of sin, it's about to do me in
    I don't know how much I can stand
    With my knees on the street and my heart at their feet
    I'm forced to beg from Satan's hand

    Chorus:
    So bury me along the big sandy
    Down in the blue gray mountains
    Rest my soul in those hills of coal
    Until this old earth does tremble

    Now don't you mourn for me when my soul is free
    Woman don't you cry
    Just bury me along the big sandy
    Under a blue Kentucky sky

    When I came to this land I was strong and I could stand
    But now I've somehow gone astray
    Yet I still see the truth in the teachings of my youth
    And I know that the Lord ain't turned away

    Chorus:
    So Bury me along the big sandy
    Down in the blue gray mountains
    Rest my soul in those hills of coal
    Until this old earth does tremble

    You might want to look at Dwight Yoakam's songs.   I'm not that familiar with them. I just heard this Bury Me somewhere and remembered it.

    But, it captures so poignantly the characteristics of the mountains. And King Coal dominates.

    <div style="color: #a00000;"> Our... constitutional heritage rebels at the thought of giving government the power to control men's minds. Thurgood Marshal

    by bronte17 on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 07:32:51 PM PDT

  •  Check out Pete Seeger (2+ / 0-)
    Recommended by:
    nicolemm, bronte17

    He's living musical history and has been present and singing on the side of what's right his whole life:

    Also check out:
    Tao Rodriguez Seeger, his grandson.

    Also Woodie Guthrie

    It's been a long battle.

  •  Tom Lehrer - Pollution (2+ / 0-)
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    Time was when an American about to go abroad would be warned by his friends or the guidebooks not to drink the water. But times have changed, and now a foreigner coming to this country might be offered the following advice:

    If you visit American city,
    You will find it very pretty.
    Just two things of which you must beware:
    Don't drink the water and don't breathe the air!

    Pollution, pollution!
    They got smog and sewage and mud.
    Turn on your tap
    And get hot and cold running crud!

    See the halibuts and the sturgeons
    Being wiped out by detergeons.
    Fish gotta swim and birds gotta fly,
    But they don't last long if they try.

    Pollution, pollution!
    You can use the latest toothpaste,
    And then rinse your mouth
    With industrial waste.

    Just go out for a breath of air
    And you'll be ready for Medicare.
    The city streets are really quite a thrill -
    If the hoods don't get you, the monoxide will.

    Pollution, pollution!
    Wear a gas mask and a veil.
    Then you can breathe,
    Long as you don't inhale!

    Lots of things there that you can drink,
    But stay away from the kitchen sink!
    The breakfast garbage that you throw into the Bay
    They drink at lunch in San Jose.

    So go to the city,
    See the crazy people there.
    Like lambs to the slaughter,
    They're drinking the water
    And breathing [cough] the air!

  •  songs to sing (1+ / 0-)
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    bronte17

    country joe mcdonald-a true revolutionary
      save the whales
      blood on the ice
      the whale song

  •  "Out in the Country" by Three Dog Night (1+ / 0-)
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    bronte17

    When I was 12 or 13, this song steered me to being an enviro (in combination with the crying Indian TV commercial).  Yes, I am willing to admit to still having a soft spot in my heart for Three Dog Night because it's just such a fine song (written by Paul Williams).

    "Before the breathin' air is gone,
    Before the sun is just a bright spot in the nightime
    Out where the rivers like to run,
    I stand alone, and take back something worth remembering."

    Also "Family of Man", in a different vein...

    Now, go spread some peace, love and understanding. Use force if necessary. - Phil N DeBlanc

    by lineatus on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 08:28:28 PM PDT

  •  Springhill Mining Didaster (1+ / 0-)
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    bronte17

    By U2, the BeeGees and a lot of others.

    SPRINGHILL MINE DISASTER

    In the town of Springhill, Nova Scotia
    Down in the dark of the Cumberland Mine
    There's blood on the coal and the miners lie
    In the roads that never saw sun nor sky. (x2)

    In the town of Springhill, you don't sleep easy
    Often the earth will tremble and roar
    When the earth is restless, miners die
    Bone and blood is the price of coal. (x2)

    In the town of Springhill, Nova Scotia
    Late in the year of fifty-eight
    Day still comes and the sun still shines
    (But it's) Dark as the grave in the Cumberland mine. (x2)

    Down at the coal face, miners working
    Rattle of the belt and the cutter's blade
    Rumble of the rock and the walls closed round
    (The) Living and the dead men two miles down. (x2)

    Twelve men lay two miles from the pitshaft
    Twelve men lay in the dark and sang
    Long hot days in the miners tomb
    (It was) Three feet high and a hundred long. (x2)

    Three days past and the lamps gave out
    And Kaela Brushton got up and and said
    There’s no more water, or light, or bread
    (So we'll) Live on song and hope instead. (x2)

    Listen for the shouts of the barefaced miners
    Listen thru the rubble for a rescue team
    Six hundred feet of coal and slag
    Hope imprisoned in a three foot seam. (x2)

    Eight days passes and some were rescued
    Leaving the dead to lie alone
    Thru all their lives they dug their grave
    Two miles of earth for a marking stone. (x2)

    •  Sort of like the old song "Big John" (1+ / 0-)
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      by Tennessee Ernie or Jimmy Dean or someone.

      It's the story of a cave-in at a mine and "Big John" propped up the roof by himself long enough for the other men to flee, but the mine caved in on him.

      Every morning at the mine you could see him arrive
      He stood six-foot-six and weighed two-forty-five
      Kinda broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip
      Everybody knew you didn't give no lip to Big John

      Nobody seemed to know where John called home
      He just drifted into town and stayed all alone
      He didn't say much, kinda quiet and shy
      If ya spoke at all, ya just said hi to Big John

      Somebody said he came from New Orleans
      Where he got in a fight o'er a cajun queen
      And a crashin' blow from a huge right hand
      Sent a Lousianna fella to the promised land, Big John

      Then came the day at the bottom of the mine
      When a timber cracked and men started cryin'
      Miners were prayin' and hearts beat fast
      And everybody thought they'd breathed their last, 'cept John

      Through the dust and the smoke of this man-made hell
      Walked a giant of a man that the miners knew well
      Grabbed the saggin' timber and gave out with a groan
      And like a giant oak tree, just stood there alone, Big John

      And with all of his strength he gave a mighty shove
      Then a miner yelled out, there's a light up above
      And twenty men scrambled from a would-be grave
      now there's only one left down there to save, Big John

      With jacks and timbers they started back down
      Then came that rumble way down in the ground
      As smoke and gas belched outta the mine
      Everybody knew it was the end of the line for Big John

      Now, they never re-opened that worthless pit.
      They just placed a marble stand in front it
      on that stand were these few words,
      At the bottom of this mine
      lies one hell of a man... Big John.

      <div style="color: #a00000;"> Our... constitutional heritage rebels at the thought of giving government the power to control men's minds. Thurgood Marshal

      by bronte17 on Wed Oct 01, 2008 at 08:50:45 PM PDT

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