verse 1 
Am                       G               Am 
Up on Lyon Mountain, the houses look the same. 
                                      Em               Am 
Weathered wood hid kids and wives and lives that never changed. 

It belonged to the Delware and Hudson, 
      G                Am 
Every bit of iron-rich ground, 
                                  Em            Am 
And a pile of sand, big and blue, grew out back of town. 
Am                         G               Am 
Six days went the company, one to the Lord above; 

But the town lived for the afternoon 
         Em                    Am 
That was given to the ball and glove. 
  

[Refrão]

 C                 G 
Around the horn, a can of corn, 
  Dm                       Am 
A ground ball will get you two. 

A life of iron and diamonds 
Em                 Am 
Was all the miners knew. 

verse 2 
          Am                      G              Am 
They were Poles and Lithuanians; Itals and Irish too. 
                             Em                   Am 
They dug into America down a hole deep, dark, and cruel. 

Some crossed the sea to get there; 
          G                 Am 
Some were born to die there too. 
                                             Em              Am 
Sons followed steps down to the mines behind dads they never knew. 
                                            G              Am 
They came alive between the foul lines with pride and dignity. 

In the bleachers and the batter's box 
  Em            Am 
A mind could be free. 


[Refrão]

 C                 G 
Around the horn, a can of corn, 
  Dm                       Am 
A ground ball will get you two. 

A life of iron and diamonds 
Em                 Am 
Was all the miners knew.