Adam Guettel - The Ballad of Floyd Collins (Reprise) lyrics

[JEWELL ESTES] The air was cold and the ground was wet I was just as muddy as a man could get Hadn't any light but a little oil lantern Got you in so tight that you know you can't turn back I was slippin' round on my belly and knees I could feel my fingertips about to freeze I could almost see where the prisoner lay Just about to holler when I heard him pray Oh my lord, have mercy on my soul Don't let me die alone in this dark hole And when my savior is at hand I'll be sure to meet him on top of the land I won't go diggin' round in the hollows and holes I'ma leave it up to the hogs and moles Never set another foot inside a cave If I make it out of this lonesome grave And there he remains all alone In a cold Kentucky hillside There he remains all alone In a cold Kentucky hillside He was layin' still like he was dead Water drippin' down on top his head Seven whole days he hadn't had a crumb His eyes were sunk and wearisome He swallowed what I had right outta my hand Then he took some coffee from an old tin can I told we would soon dig him outta this place And a little smile goes across his face He said boy, thank god that you are here, Now I know my rescue is near And when my time comes to die I'll be sure to do it where I can see the sky I won't go diggin' round in the hollows and holes I'ma leave it up to the hogs and moles Never set another foot inside a cave If I make it out of this lonesome grave And there he remains all alone In a cold Kentucky hillside There he remains all alone In a cold Kentucky hillside