"You’ll Never Leave Harlan Alive"
Recorded by: Brad Paisley
Written by: Darrell Scott
Album: Part II
Transcribed by: Lesley Lenderman

Intro: Dm play 5th string down one at a time, then strum once

[Dm] In the deep, [F] dark hills of [C] eastern [G] Kentucky
That the [Dm] place where I [F] trace my [Bb] bloodline
And it’s [Dm] there I [F] read on a [C] hillside [Bb] gravestone
You will [Dm] never leave [Am7] Harlan [Dm] alive

Oh, my granddad’s [F] dad walked down [C] Katahrins [G] Mountain
And he [Dm] asked Tillie [F] Helton to be his [Bb] bride
Said, won’t you [Dm] walk with me [F] out of the [C] mouth of this [Bb] 
holler
Or we’ll [Dm] never leave [Am7] Harlan [Dm] alive

Chorus
Where the sun comes [F] up about [Bb] ten in the [F] morning
And the sun goes [Dm] down about [Am7] three in the [Bb] day
And you fill your [F] cup with whatever [Bb] bitter brew you’re [F] drinkin’
And you spend your [Dm] life just thinkin’ of [Am7] how to get [Dm] away

No one ever [F] knew there was [C] coal in them [G] mountains
‘Til a [Dm] man from the [F] Northeast [Bb] arrived
Waving [Dm] hundred dollar [F] bills said, I’ll [C] pay you for your [Bb] 
minerals
But he [Dm] never left [Am7] Harlan [Dm] alive

Granny sold out [F] cheap and they [C] moved out west of [G] Pineville
To a [Dm] farm where big [F] Richland River [Bb] winds
I bet they [Dm] danced them a [F] jig, laughed and [C] sang a new [Bb] song
Who said we’d [Dm] never leave [Am7] Harlan [Dm] alive

{Break-same as verse}

But the [Dm] times they got [F] hard and tobacco [C] wasn’t [G] selling
And ole [Dm] granddad knew what [F] he’d do to [Bb] survive
He went and [Dm] dug for Harlan [F] coal and sent the [C] money back to [G] 
granny
But he [Dm] never left [Am7] Harlan [Dm] alive

Where the sun comes [F] up about [Bb] ten in the [F] morning
And the sun goes [Dm] down about [Am7] three in the [Bb] day
And you fill your [F] cup with whatever [Bb] bitter brew you’re [F] drinkin’
And you spend your [Dm] life digging coal from the [Am7] bottom of your [Dm] 
grave

Repeat Chorus

[Dm] In the deep, [F] dark hills of [C] eastern [G] Kentucky
That the [Dm] place where I [F] trace my [Bb] bloodline
And it’s [Dm] there I [F] read on a [C] hillside [Bb] gravestone
You will [Dm] never leave [Am7] Harlan [Dm] alive