Precious Coal And Gas
For two hundred years
His family farmed the land
Children were born
Elders had died
Still, the farm remained
Although they owned the land
It could still be given away
The government didn't care
The dollar signs were way too bright
Blinding them to their people's lives
The coal and gas were too precious
Wanted by foreign lands
So, they sold what they never owned
The farmer's tears and fighting wouldn’t help
The coal and gas were too precious
So the farmers would have to give up
Some just lost their land
Others lost their lives
But the government created to protect
Well, they never cared
The coal and oil were just too precious
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