You got good insurance

Pulled up to the mine and see

Same old sign, “We’re family here”

Then they cut our checks in half

Say, “You’re fine, your coverage is clear”

Clipboard counting every breath

Every sick day, every year

While they’re gone on some fishing trip

Picture-perfect with a beer

But hey, we got good insurance

Ain’t that what they say

Can’t pay the light bill

But they’ll patch you up someday

You bleed for the coal

They bless you with a card

Hey, we got good insurance

While they’re living large

Boss man watches that calendar

Like I robbed his only son

Marks my week off in red

Like I pulled a loaded gun

Says, “You’re lucky to be here”

With that smirk I can’t ignore

While he drives that company

Truck everywhere

You cut my raise, you cut my pride

Count my hours like a crime

Clock my rest like I’m stealing

While you’re stealing all my time

[low vocal register] Keep your card, keep your praise

Keep your speeches on the wall

’Cause your “good insurance” don’t mean a damn

When you don’t care at all