Oh, My Liver and My Lungs

Oh, my liver and my lungs, my lights and my legs,
They're paining me, they're paining me;
My heart is sad, my head is bad
And I think I'm going crazy.

Crushed by the days of endless toil
And sleepless nights of woe,
There is naught but anguish ev'rywhere _
As on through life we go.

From Our Singing Country, Lomax. Collected from Mrs. Frost
Woodhull, TX 1936 who heard it from her father who said it
was sung by Pennsylvania miners.
RG