They tortured the timber and they stripped all the land.
And they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken,
And they wrote it all down as the progress of man.
They tortured the timber and they stripped all the land.
And they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken,
And they wrote it all down as the progress of man.
Down by the Green River where paradise lay.
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking,
Mr. Peabody's coal train has hauled it away.
Down by the Green River where paradise lay.
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking,
Mr. Peabody's coal train has hauled it away.