Shaky Ground

[Verse 1] This memory of a miner Who dragged himself to work And worked himself to death Working for someone else [Chorus] We follow each other around On shaky ground [Verse 2] His life had become to him Worthless in many ways An expired product off the shelf Working for someone else [Chorus] We follow each other around On shaky ground [Verse 3] The nature of his work Gave him a minstrel color At twenty hours a day Little time he had for others [Chorus] We follow each other around On shaky ground [Bridge] Never got to see the world He got a funeral and this miner's song There is no right or wrong [Verse 4] Now it's down to the wire Facing six feet under Can only wonder and stare His name was a number