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