well my daddy worked in the coal mine till the company shut it down then he sat around and drank his self blind till we put him back underground now nothing grows on this mountain and what s a poor boy to do except to wander these hills forgotten with the oxycontin blues well i never cared much for whiskey because it only made daddy mean wrapped a little bit tight they tell me for the methamphetamine then my cousin come up from knoxville and he taught me a thing or two now i m headed nowhere but downhill with the oxycontin blues got a dollar bill in my pocket got a half a tank in my truck going to go and pawn grandma s locket hell maybe it ll change my luck ain t nothing gonna be right no how because i know i can t ever lose this devil that s dragging me down and the oxycontin blues